The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The glass shattered. Not with a loud crash, but with a high, thin scream that cut through the silence of the room. I stood in the center of the atrium, holding the pieces. They were warm. They were wet. They were my own. The Council of Architects sat on the dais. Seven chairs. Seven men and women in suits that cost more than my annual rent. They watched me. They did not blink. In this building,...

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