The Faded Shield
The train shuddered into the capital. I stood at the window. The rain blurred the city. It looked like static. Like noise. I adjusted my badge. It was heavy. It was cold. I had walked for six hours. My feet hurt. I did not care. I carried a file. It was thick. It was wet. The ink had run. The words were smudged. I knew what they said. I had read them a thousand times. I had memorized the names....
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