The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The iron mask shatters. It hits the cobblestones with a sound like a bone breaking. You watch the pieces scatter. You do not pick them up. You are standing in the Grand Hall of the Ashworth estate. The air is thick with the smell of ozone and old blood. The chandeliers sway overhead, their crystals catching the flicker of the storm outside. You are not alone. Margaret stands to your left. Her...

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