The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The patch sat in Elias Thorne’s palm, the fabric so worn the wool had frayed into a soft, white fuzz that felt like dead skin against his calloused thumb. It was a small thing, a square of insignia from a uniform he had worn for twenty years, but in the gray half-light of the apartment it seemed to pulse with a faint, internal heat. He stared at it until the edges blurred, the fraying threads...

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