The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain did not fall. It hung. A gray mist clung to the streets of Prague. It wrapped around the spires. It seeped into the stone. It breathed with the city. Elias walked. His coat was wet. His heart was dry. He was a scholar. He studied history. He studied the past. He believed the past was fixed. He believed it was a shield. A hard thing. A thing that could hold. He was wrong. He walked...

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