The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The fog came in from the harbor before dawn. It swallowed the lighthouse. It swallowed the pier. It swallowed us. I woke in the cold. The floor was wet. My uniform was dry. That was the first wrong thing. I checked my rifle. The bolt was smooth. No dust. No oil. Just cold steel. I knew I had cleaned it last night. I knew I had checked it again an hour before bed. But now it felt new. It felt...

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