The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The iron was warm. That was the first wrong thing. I pressed my thumb against the center boss of the shield, the one I had polished for twenty years, and felt the heat of living flesh seeping through the cold metal. It was three in the morning. The university archives were locked, the heavy steel door behind me humming with the static of the building’s sleeping grid. I had three days left to...

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