The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

"You have to feed it, Margaret. Not just with bread. With truth. With fear. It eats the things we bury." The voice came from the corner of the basement. It was not a human voice. It was the sound of wet clay cracking, of roots splitting stone. Margaret Holloway did not turn. She stood before the stainless steel counter, her hands steady as she sliced a loaf of sourdough. The knife was sharp....

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