The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The key was warm. Seamus Kilbride, twelve years old and a lighthouse keeper’s son by trade, held the rusted iron object in his bleeding hand while shrapnel tore through the clay wall of the trench. He wanted to reach the command post to prove his uncle’s loyalty, but the mud sucked at his boots and the air tasted of copper. The key hummed with a low, rhythmic vibration that matched his own...

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