The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The dream began with the sound of breaking glass, a high, clear shatter that cut through the thick, woolen silence of the attic where old Elias Thorne lay awake, his body stiff against the cold floorboards, his mind drifting in a fog of half-remembered terrors that smelled of wet earth and old blood. He was not asleep, not truly, but he was not fully awake either; he existed in that liminal,...

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