The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain had not stopped for three days, a steady, grey curtain that blurred the edge of the world against the windowpane of the study. Elias Thorne sat in his high-backed chair, the leather worn smooth by decades of quiet occupation, and listened to the water strike the glass with a rhythm that felt less like weather and more like a heartbeat. He was an old man now, his hair a field of white...

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