The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The road to the monastery of St. Jude was a ribbon of mud that wound through the autumn fog, and Elias walked it with the heavy, rhythmic gait of a man carrying a weight he could not set down. He was forty years old, though the lines around his eyes suggested a man who had seen twice that many winters, and his hands, once steady enough to script the finest psalters in the valley, now trembled...

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