The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The wind did not howl. It whispered. It scraped against the stone with the patience of a rusting hinge. Inside the tower, the air was thick, tasting of iron and old dust. Silas stood in the center of the room. He was not a man, not anymore. He had been a knight, once. Now he was a thing of memory and moss. His armor was fused to his skin. The metal had grown over him like bark, heavy and cold....

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