The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain had not ceased for three days, a persistent, gray veil that turned the cobblestones of the village square into a slick, treacherous mirror, reflecting the damp, stone faces of the watchmen who stood vigil over the gate. Thomas stood among them, his breath misting in the cold air, his fingers wrapped tightly around the hilt of his sword, the metal cold against his skin, a sensation that...

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