The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The iron mount held the shield fast, a rusted jaw clamping down on the ancestral oak. You pressed your shoulder against the wood, feeling the grain give a fraction, but the metal did not yield. It hummed, a low vibration that traveled up through your boots and settled in your teeth. You needed the money. The debt was due by sundown, and the only asset of value in this rotting estate was the...

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