The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The clock on the desk read 4:12 PM. Elias Thorne counted the seconds until the hour changed, each tick a hammer blow against the sterile silence of the home office. In his left hand, he held a vial of glass no larger than a thumb, the liquid inside swirling with a viscous, opalescent sheen. It was the last of the batch, the only dose of the experimental neuro-regenerative serum left in the...

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