The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The hammer hangs on the nail above your door. It is iron. It is heavy. It has a handle of ash wood, worn smooth by hands that are no longer here. You look at it. It looks back. It does not judge. It only waits. You are alone in the workshop. The air smells of sawdust and cold iron. Outside, the city of Ashworth sleeps under a grey sky. The cobblestones are slick with rain. The bells of the...

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