The Faded Shield
The war came to the valley on a Tuesday. It did not announce itself with trumpets or banners. It arrived in the mud on the boots of men who wore the colors of the King, men who looked tired and hungry and afraid. You were there. You were always there. You were the one who carried the water. You were the one who mended the nets. You were the one who remembered the names of the dead before the...
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