The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The fog in Aethelgard did not rise; it pressed, a cold, damp weight against the lungs and the mind. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the Shattered Veil, his pen trembling not from the chill, but from the rattle in his chest. He was forty-two, a cartographer who had spent twenty years mapping the city’s edges, yet this border refused to be drawn. The Veil was a physical fracture in the air, a...

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