The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The horse was a bad color. Not the sleek, dark bay of the court stallions, nor the dappled grey of the field horses, but a sickly, washed-out dun that seemed to fade into the mist of the valley floor as we crested the hill. I held the reins tight, my knuckles white against the leather, and watched the beast’s ribs show with every labored step. We had been riding for three days without rest,...

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