The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain in Chicago did not fall; it hovered, a suspended grey static that erased the horizon. Mara stood on the platform of the L train, her breath pluming in the cold air, her hands wrapped around a brass cylinder. It was heavy. Not physically heavy, but dense with a gravity that pulled at her sternum. The metal was etched with a sigil, a geometric knot of lines that seemed to shift when...

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