The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The hammer struck the steel with a dull, rhythmic thud, the sound hanging in the stagnant air of the workshop like a suspended breath. Elias Thorne did not look up from the anvil. His hands, mapped with the white scars of a lifetime’s labor, held the tongs with a grip that felt less like holding and more like possessing. The shield was nearly done. It was a circular disc of hammered iron, its...

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