The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain had been falling on the university for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the courtyard into a slick, reflective mirror. Inside the faculty office, the air was thick with the smell of old paper, damp wool, and the faint, metallic tang of anxiety. Arthur Penhaligon sat at his desk, a man whose career had been built on the meticulous categorization of...

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