The Pale Banner
Chapter One “You’re bleeding through the mortar again,” Sato Haruki said, his voice flat as the fog rolling off the port, useless and thick. I was thirty-four, standing inside the cracked concrete shell of the Kurogawa Hospital, my left arm fused into the fractured east wall, the pale banner woven into the masonry pulling at my skin like a second, tighter garment. The building groaned, a low,...
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