The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The pen slipped from Elias’s fingers, skittering across the desk and landing with a soft, final click on the linoleum. He stared at the signature line, the ink still wet and trembling in the shape of his name. His hands shook, a violent, rhythmic vibration that had nothing to do with the cold draft leaking under the office door. He was fifty-eight years old, tenured, and in three months he...

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