The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The pen in your hand is a cheap Bic, blue ink, the kind that smudges if you breathe on it too hard. You are holding it against the grain of the desk, the plastic cool and slick under your thumb, while the silence in the office grows heavy enough to weigh on the linoleum. It is three in the afternoon, the light slanting through the blinds in sharp, dusty bars, illuminating the dust motes that...

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