The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The hammer fell with a dull, wet thud that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Eamon’s wrist, sending a shiver up the radius bone and into the shoulder. He did not stop, because stopping meant the metal would cool, and if the metal cooled, the hum would stop, and if the hum stopped, he would be alone with the silence of the empty forge. The shield before him was not merely a piece of iron and...

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