The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain fell on the grey stone of the Citadel. It fell with a steady, rhythmic hiss. Aldric stood by the high window. He held his cup of cold wine. The glass was thin. The wine was dark. He did not drink. He watched the water run down the glass. It left streaks. Like tears. Or like blood. The city below was silent. The market stalls were closed. The bells did not ring. Only the rain spoke. It...

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