The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The fire started at dawn. It ate the timber of the old mill with a hunger that felt personal. Thomas stood on the muddy bank, watching the smoke curl into the grey sky. He did not run. He did not scream. He simply watched the life of his hands, the woodwork he had shaped for forty years, turn to ash and embers. The heat washed over him, a physical weight, pressing against his chest. It was not...

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