The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The air in the workshop smells of varnish and old rain. You are standing in the center of the room, surrounded by the quiet hum of machines that have long since stopped turning. Outside, the storm is not a weather event but a physical weight, pressing against the single, fogged window. It is a night without stars, without moon, without the mercy of distance. The world beyond the glass is a...

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