The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The ink was still wet on the parchment when the bell above the door began to ring. It was a sharp, metallic sound that cut through the heavy, dusty silence of the archives, a sound that promised change and carried the weight of a verdict. Elias Thorne did not look up from his work. His fingers, stained black up to the second knuckle, moved with the mechanical precision of a man who had spent...

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