The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The dream was always the same. Elias Thorne saw the shield, not as it had been in the war, bright and painted with the crest of their father, but as it was now. It hung in the dark of the barn, the metal eaten by rust, the paint flaking away in dry, gray scales. In the dream, he tried to lift it, but it was too heavy, not because of the iron, but because of the years. He woke with his heart...

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