The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The fire took the east wing first. It started in the cellar. A smell of sulfur and wet ash. Then the crackle. The sound of oak splitting under heat. Thomas Ashworth stood on the balcony. The air tasted of smoke. He held his shield. It was old. The paint was peeling. The wood was dry. He was a captain. Or he had been. The badge was gone. The orders were void. He was a man in a house that was...

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