The Pale Banner
The silk was fraying at the hem, a pale, ghostly thing that had seen better days, yet to me it was the most vital document in the Ministry. I stood before the budget committee, my hands trembling so violently that the cost-benefit analysis slipped from my fingers and fluttered to the carpet like a wounded bird. Director Halloway did not look at the paper. He looked at me, his eyes cold and dry...
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