The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The ink is still wet, but it does not dry. It sits on the page like a bruise that refuses to fade, a pale blue smear that pulses with a faint, cold light. Elara stares at it, her fingers stained to the second knuckle. The room is thick with the smell of carbolic soap and old paper. Outside, the fog presses against the windowpane of their flat in Whitechapel, muffling the clatter of the...

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