The Faded Shield
The iron plate hung in the center of the hall, a dark square of oxidized metal against the pale plaster walls, and it had been there since before Grandfather was born, and it was there when his bones were laid to rest in the churchyard, and it was still there now, cold and silent, as the morning light filtered through the high, barred windows and caught the dust motes dancing in the air. Sir...
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