The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The dream was not of battle, but of architecture. It was a hall of white stone, vast and silent, where the light did not come from the sun but seemed to bleed from the walls themselves. In the center stood a single column, not of marble, but of fused glass, translucent and trembling. Thomas knew the weight of it before he touched it. He knew that it was his spine, his history, and his shame,...

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