The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The sword broke at the hilt. I felt the snap. A dry, wooden crack. Like a bone giving way under too much weight. I was on my knees in the mud. The rain was falling hard. Cold. It soaked through my tunic. It numbed my skin. I looked down at the broken blade. It lay in the wet earth. A piece of steel. A piece of wood. Useless. I am Eamon. I am a thief. I am a liar. I have stolen from men who did...

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