The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The dream was always the same, a recurring fracture in the fabric of sleep where the air tasted of iron and old rain. Sergeant Elias Thorne lay on the cold stone floor of the barracks, his body a map of scars that no longer ached but hummed with a low, persistent static. He dreamed of his father, a man who had served in the same grey uniform, who had died with a sword in his hand and a curse on...

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