The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The dream began with the smell of wet ash and old iron. It was not a nightmare, exactly, but a heavy, suffocating clarity, the kind that settles in the bones before the sun has a chance to break the surface of the sky. Warden Elias Thorne stood in the center of the circular hall, the floor beneath his boots slick with a grime that seemed to pulse with a faint, bioluminescent green. He was not...

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