The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The wagon wheels bit into the frost. They groaned against the ice. Elara watched the road unspool. It was a ribbon of gray. It led to the Keep. The Keep stood on the hill. It watched them come. The stone was dark. The stone was old. The wind cut through the wool. It found the gaps in her shawl. She pulled the fabric tight. Her hands were numb. Her fingers were pale. She held the clay jar. The...

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