The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The fog did not roll in so much as it condensed, a heavy, gray wool that suffocated the docks of Blackbridge before the sun had fully breached the horizon. It smelled of brine, rust, and the old, wet earth that had been churned up by the new rail lines. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the pier, his coat thin against the biting chill, clutching a leather-bound volume to his chest as if it were...

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