The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

"You are late again, Elara. The ink is drying, and so is my patience." Old Thorne did not look up from the ledger he was repairing, his fingers stained a deep, permanent indigo. The light in the Archive’s lower stacks was thin and grey, filtering through the high, arched windows that looked out onto the floating islands of Aethelgard. You could see the mist clinging to the edges of the stone...

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