The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain hit the asphalt in a steady, gray drumbeat. It smelled of wet stone and old iron. Captain Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the perimeter. He was a man carved from silence and duty. His uniform was damp. The fabric clung to his ribs, heavy with cold. Behind him, the line of officers waited. They held their rifles like extensions of their arms. Their faces were blank. Masks of...

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