The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

You stand at the edge of the quarry, where the water is black and still as a held breath. The air tastes of iron and old rain. You are not alone, but you are alone. Around you, the men of the 4th Guard stand in a loose semicircle, their faces gray with ash and exhaustion. They look at you. You look at the water. The mist rises from the surface, curling like smoke from a extinguished candle,...

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