The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The stone floor was cold enough to bite through the leather of Julian’s boots. He sat in the corner of the keep, his back against the damp wall, his hands wrapped around a bundle of white linen. It was a banner. Once, it had been a symbol of pure loyalty, a crisp rectangle of honor flown above the gates of this very fortress. Now, it was frayed, stained with the mud of the lower yards and the...

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