The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

We had been waiting for the silence to break, or perhaps for the silence to finally hold, and in that suspended breath of a Tuesday afternoon where the dust motes danced in the slanting light of the attic, I watched my father, Edward, take the great iron chisel in his hand not with the hesitation of a man preparing to destroy, but with the solemnity of a priest about to perform a final rite on...

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