The Faded Shield
The mirror is cracked. A spiderweb of fractures spreads from the center, distorting your face into a stranger’s. You do not see your own eyes. You see the reflection of the room behind you. The room is not your room. It is a place of gray stone and endless twilight. You stand here. You have always stood here. You wear the coat. It is heavy. Wool and velvet. Deep red. It was once vibrant. Now it...
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