The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain lashed against the corrugated metal awning of the abandoned textile mill, a rhythmic, percussive drumming that seemed to vibrate directly into the bones of Elias Thorne, whose right arm hung limp and useless at his side, the joint swollen to a grotesque purple hue that pulsed in time with the thunder rolling through the grey, indifferent city. He did not look at the arm; he had stopped...

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