The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The bell rang, a dull, wet sound that seemed to originate from the marrow of the stone floor rather than the air. Elias Thorne looked up from the ledger, his quill trembling, the ink bleeding into the parchment in a smear that looked less like a letter and more like a bruise. He was forty-two, though in Aethelgard, age was a variable rather than a constant, a number that slipped through the...

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