The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The spear hit my ribs. It felt like a cold stone. I tasted copper. "Stay down," a voice said. I did not stay down. I stood. The spear was still in me. I pulled it out. It made a wet sound. "Again," I said. We were in the Hall of Echoes. The floor was glass. Below the glass, the sky spun. Stars were falling into the water. The water was wine. It was red and thick. I fought. My hands were steady....

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