The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The bell above the mill door clanged, a sharp, metallic shriek that cut through the rhythmic clatter of the looms. "Thorne. You there, Thorne?" I looked up from the warp, my fingers stained with indigo dye. Silas Vane stood in the doorway, his coat damp from the morning fog, his eyes narrowed. He did not wait for an answer. He stepped inside, the heavy door swinging shut behind him, cutting off...

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