The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The sky broke open at dawn. Rain fell in sheets, cold and sharp, striking the cobblestones of the market square. It washed the dust from the faces of the merchants. It washed the blood from the hands of the guards. It did not wash away the fear. Elias stood in the center of the square. He held the shield. It was an old thing, oak and iron, scarred by years of use. The paint had faded long ago....

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