The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The sky had not been blue for three days. It was a bruised, swollen violet, hanging low over the valley of Ashworth, pressing against the eaves of the old limestone house until the timber groaned in a sound like a man clearing his throat before a long, difficult confession. Inside, the air was thick with the smell of ozone and wet wool, a scent that Elara Vance had learned to associate with the...

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