The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The kitchen table was a slab of scarred oak that had witnessed three generations of silence, and on its surface lay the morning’s bread, cut into thick, uneven slabs that smelled of yeast and wet earth, a smell that had become so intimately woven into the fabric of the house that Thomas Whitmore could no longer distinguish the scent of the dough from the scent of his own aging skin. He stood...

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