The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The dream tasted of rust and cold iron. It was a flavor that clung to the back of the throat, persistent and metallic, like sucking on a penny until the zinc bled out. Catherine stood in the center of the atrium. The space was impossible. It stretched upward into a darkness that was not black but a deep, bruised violet, pierced by shafts of gaslight that hung from nowhere. The floor was...

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