The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The house was silent. Not the silence of sleep. But the silence of a held breath. Margaret stood in the library. Her back was to the door. The fire had died to embers. They glowed like dying eyes. She held the book. It was old. Leather bound. The spine cracked under her thumb. A dry sound. Like a bone breaking. She did not open it. She just held it. Her fingers were white. Her knuckles ached....

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