The Distant Whispers

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The crack in the iron was a hairline, thin as a vein, but to Kael it was a fracture in the world itself. He held the shield up to the grey light of the courtyard, the metal cold and heavy in his hands, and watched the dark stain spread where the wood had splintered. It was not just a shield. It was the last thing Elara had touched before the fever took her, and the elders said it was cursed...

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