The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The air in the refectory of St. Jude’s Asylum for the Criminally Insane did not smell of food, but of damp wool, boiled cabbage, and the sharp, metallic tang of fear that seemed to cling to the walls like cobwebs, a scent that Elias Thorne had come to associate with the very architecture of his own guilt, a guilt that was not his own but one he had inherited like a heavy coat in a winter storm,...

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