The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The smell of the banquet hall was a thick, cloying thing, a suffocating mix of roasted pork, spilled wine, and the heavy, metallic tang of coal dust that clung to the air like a second skin. We were crowded into the back of the Grand Meridian’s main dining room, a cavernous space of mahogany and gold leaf that felt less like a celebration and more like a tomb for the living. The air was still,...

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