The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The kiln hissed in the corner of the workshop, a low, hungry sound that Elias Thorne had known for twenty years, a sound that usually meant creation but now felt like a threat. He stood before the bench, his hands wrapped in leather gloves that had long since stiffened with use, staring at the piece of Echo Glass resting on the iron tongs. It was a small, unassuming shard, no larger than a...

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