The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain falls in sheets, cold and relentless, drumming against the tin roof of the shelter as you grip the hilt of a sword that feels heavier than iron. You are standing in the center of the square, surrounded by a crowd that has ceased to be curious and become a wall of stone. They are not cheering. They are not afraid. They are watching you with the hollow, tired eyes of people who have seen...

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