The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The iron-grey wool of my uniform had long since ceased to be fabric and had become a second skin, a calcified shell that defined every inch of my being. I sat in the center of the tribunal room, the air thick with the smell of stale tobacco and the heavy, suffocating silence of judgment, while three men in darker coats looked down at me as if I were a stain on their carpet. I had come here to...

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