The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The air tasted of copper and old rain. It was a taste that sat on the tongue, heavy and metallic, as if the sky itself had bled into the mist that swallowed the village. Thomas stood at the edge of the tree line, his hands trembling not from the cold, which was a gentle, damp thing that seeped through his wool coat, but from the sheer, terrifying weight of what he held. In his arms, cradled...

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