The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The tincture weighed exactly four ounces. Elias Thorne held the glass vial in his left hand, the one that did not tremble, and watched the amber liquid settle against the curved glass. Four ounces. Enough to break the fever, or enough to kill a man who was already dying. The air in the chamber was thick with the scent of dried lavender and old stone, a smell that had no season and no year. It...

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