A rider in the mist

"The closer we were to the northern fort, the colder the air was. We had our first encounter three days ago, and the regiment wasn't fully recovered. And then we saw another one. The figure was moving forward with difficulty, dragging a broken banner among the mist. It wasn't advancing towards us, just wandering between the dark trees. The centurion decided to leave it alone, walking stray forever with the ragged flag. We kept going, without turning back."

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