The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the city into a slick, treacherous maze of mud and reflected lantern light. Elias Thorne stood before the heavy oak doors of the City Guard barracks, his hands trembling so violently that the shield in his grip rattled against his hip. It was a cracked, faded thing, the wood darkened by sweat and time, bearing the crest of the...

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