The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The snow does not fall; it hangs in the air, a suspended judgment that chills the marrow before it ever touches the skin. You are Kael, a man of thirty winters, and you stand alone on the frozen spine of the Blackwood Ridge, the world reduced to a white void that swallows sound and shadows alike. In your hands, wrapped in the rough wool of your cloak, lies the pale banner, the linen cloth that...

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