The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The fire started in the east wing. It took the oak beams down to the ash in an hour. Silas stood on the porch. He watched the smoke rise. It was thick and black. It smelled of pitch and old paper. He did not move. His hands hung at his sides. They were still. They were clean. He wore the tunic of the Watch. It was blue wool. The fabric was stiff. It smelled of lanolin and iron. On his back, he...

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