The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a grey veil that dissolved the horizon into nothingness. In this part of the Scottish Highlands, the boundary between the living world and the old stories was thin, stretched taut like a drum skin over a hollow bone. Ewan stood at the edge of the village, his boots sinking into the wet heather. He was twelve, a boy made of sharp angles and quiet...

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