The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The silk moved, though the air in the vault was still. I watched the Pale Banner, a strip of white cloth that seemed to drink the dim light. It did not bleed. I pressed my thumb against the weave. It was cold, dry, and indifferent. I pulled my hand back, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. "Are you finished, Archivist?" The voice came from the shadows behind the iron bars....

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