The Faded Shield

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2026-08-17 11:12:33 -

The Faded Shield

The cellar of the Blackwood Asylum for the Insane smelled of wet wool, old pennies, and the thick, cloying sweetness of rotting fruit that had been left too long on the windowsill, a scent that clung to the back of Margaret Holloway’s throat like a physical weight, forcing her to breathe shallow, rapid breaths as she stood before the iron gate that separated the ward from the corridor where the...

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