The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The air tasted of copper and ozone. I stood in the gray void. No sky. No ground. Just a flat, infinite plane of static. My boots sank slightly into the mist. They did not sink deep. They hovered. I checked my wrist. The device was dead. No signal. No battery. Just black glass. Marcus was gone. He had been here. I saw him. He walked away. He did not look back. He moved toward the light. The...

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