The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

My hand was shaking as I tried to button my tunic, the brass buttons cold and slick against my thumb, a small, persistent failure that marked the beginning of the end for my career. I was thirty-four, and I had twelve years of service behind me, a ledger of minor infractions and major silences that would soon be enough to secure a pension that allowed me to buy a small cottage before the winter...

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