The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The ironwork on the gate was rusted into a pattern that looked like dried blood, a stain that no amount of lye or scrubbing could lift from the metal’s memory, and it was this sight, this ugly, oxidized decay of the barrier between my world and the void, that finally broke the last tether of my composure, forcing me to step out of the carriage and into the cold, wet air of the estate I had...

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