The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The brickwork groaned. A low, tectonic shudder ran through the walls of the holding cell. Dust sifted down from the lintel like grey snow, settling on the shoulders of Captain Elias Thorne. He did not flinch. He stood with his back against the cold stone, his uniform immaculate, his jaw set in a line of granite resistance. The air smelled of wet rot and old iron. It was the smell of a place...

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