The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The oak door of the St. Jude’s Orphanage did not creak; it sighed, a long, mournful exhalation that seemed to carry the weight of a hundred winters. Elara Vance stood in the corridor, her hand still resting on the cold brass knob, feeling the vibration of the sigh travel up her arm and settle in her chest. She was twenty-four, young for a Head Matron, but the institution had worn her down to...

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