The Faded Shield
The road to Blackwood Keep was a scar of red clay that cut through the grey heather, leading Elias Thorne to the crumbling stone fortress where his father had spent his final, silent years. Elias carried the rusted iron shield on his back, its weight a familiar anchor against his spine, the only object salvaged from the fire that had consumed the family home and his mother’s life twenty years...
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