The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The trowel slipped from Elias’s hand and clattered against the wet mortar, a sharp crack that cut through the groaning wind. He did not pick it up. His eyes were fixed on the gap in the chapel wall where the plaster had crumbled away, revealing a dark, hollow space behind the stone. Thirty years old, with dust in his hair and a bruise forming along his jaw, Elias was not here for the heritage...

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