The Faded Shield

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2026-08-18 02:34:34 -

The Faded Shield

The champagne in your glass has gone flat, a subtle betrayal of carbonation that matches the air in the room. You stand on the balcony of the White House, the wind off the Potomac biting at your exposed ankles, though you are wearing the silk gown that was supposed to make you look like a statue of grace. You are the First Lady, or at least you were for the last four years, until this morning...

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