The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The alarm did not sound as a siren but as a low, grinding thrum that vibrated in the teeth, a frequency that seemed to bypass the ears and settle directly into the marrow. I was standing in the center of the Atrium, a space so vast and enclosed that the ceiling was less a roof and more a suggestion of darkness, when the first tremor hit. It was not an earthquake, though it felt like one; it was...

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