The Faded Shield
The shield was heavy. It was made of oak and iron, and it smelled of old sweat and dried blood. Thomas carried it on his back. The strap cut into his shoulder. He did not feel it. He felt only the weight. He walked through the woods. The trees were tall. They blocked the sky. The light was thin. It fell in gray shafts. Thomas walked on. His boots were muddy. The mud was cold. It seeped into his...
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