The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The magistrate’s hand was raised, not to strike, but to point, a gesture so precise it felt like the tip of a needle finding the soft flesh of Elias Thorne’s wrist. "Step away from the herbs, Sergeant," Vane said, his voice thin and reedy, stripped of its usual bureaucratic bloat. "You are in breach of the Public Health Act, Section Four. Do you understand?" Elias did not step away. He stood in...

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