The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain fell like a curse. It slicked the cobblestones of the old road, turning the world into a smear of grey and black. Thomas stood at the edge of the forest. He held the shield. It was a heavy thing, oak and iron, bound with leather that had long since rotted. He had held it for twenty years. Now his hands shook. Not from cold. From fear. Or perhaps from relief. Beside him, his brother,...

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