The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray sheet that turned the cobblestones of the old manor house into slick mirrors reflecting the dim, amber glow of the gas lamps, creating a world where the boundary between the wet earth outside and the dry, dust-moted air inside seemed to dissolve, leaving Eleanor Whitmore standing in the center of the grand foyer with her hands clasped...

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