The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

You count the cracks in the plaster. One. Two. Three. By the fourth, the static in your ears has risen to a frequency that makes your teeth ache. It is a dry, electric hum, like a wire frayed against a battery. You are Elias Thorne. You are fifty-two years old. You have forty-eight hours left before the solstice, and you need to clear your name. That was the plan. It is no longer the plan. The...

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