The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The white stag bled into the moor, its antlers heavy with a silence that felt less like peace and more like the weight of a tombstone, and Thomas Ashcroft woke with the taste of iron in his mouth, the dream identical to the one from the night before, and the one before that, a static loop of prophetic horror that had begun the day his father, the steward of Ashcroft Hall, collapsed in the...

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