The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The train from Leeds to York cut through the morning mist with a rhythmic, grinding insistence, a mechanical heartbeat that seemed to synchronize with the dull, persistent ache in Elias Thorne’s lower back. He sat in the corner seat, his posture rigid, his hands resting on his knees with the careful, deliberate stillness of a man trying not to wake a sleeping beast. Across the aisle, the...

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