The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The frost has not yet taken the courtyard, but the cold is already in the stones, a damp chill that seeps through the soles of your boots as you stand before the iron gate of the House of Vane. You are Elara, thirty-two years old, and you are leaving. Your father lies in the east wing, wasting away, his skin translucent as parchment, his breath a shallow rattle that you have spent the last...

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