The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The list was short, written in ink that had dried to a rusty brown. Three names. Elias Thorne’s hand shook as he signed the last one, the scratch of the nib loud in the silent room. He folded the paper, slid it into his breast pocket, and walked out into the yard. The air smelled of smoke. Not the sweet, resinous scent of woodsmoke from the hearth, but the acrid, choking bite of burning thatch....

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