The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

In the dream, the brass was green. It coated the shield in a thick, verdigris sludge, clogging the engravings of the city seal. Elias woke with his hand clenched. The sheet was twisted in his fist. The air in the basement was cold and tasted of mildew and old paper. He did not look at the clock. He knew the time. It was three in the morning. The hour when the house settled and the pipes...

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