The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The mud in the trench had the consistency of wet cement, cold and heavy against Elias Thorne’s boots, a substance that seemed to possess a memory of its own, remembering every footstep and slowly erasing them. He held his rifle with hands that had gone numb three hours ago, the wood slick and dark, and stared across the no-man’s-land toward the town of Kael, where the siege had been grinding on...

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