The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The grease under your fingernails is black and stiff, a permanent stain that no amount of scrubbing with lye and hot water can lift, and you are pressing the last button of your tunic while the morning light cuts through the gaps in the log cabin’s shuttered windows, slicing the dust motes into bright, swirling galaxies that dance in the still air. You are thirty-four years old, Sergeant Elias...

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