The Faded Shield

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2026-08-17 12:03:09 -

The Faded Shield

You are the only one left. The rain hits the glass. It sounds like teeth clicking. You stand by the window. The city breathes out. Gray fog. It eats the streetlights. You watch a taxi slide by. Its lights smear. Red. Yellow. Gone. You turn away. Your hands are cold. You rub them. You look at the desk. Papers. Scattered. Coffee cups. Empty. Your name is Arthur. You are a detective. Or you were....

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