The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

I woke with the taste of copper in my mouth. The room was dark. The air was thick. It smelled of wet wool and old paper. I knew where I was. I knew who I was. I knew why I was there. But I did not know why I was afraid. My hands were shaking. I looked at them. They were pale. They were thin. They were mine. I held something. No. I was holding nothing. My fingers were curled into fists. I...

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