The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The chisel was cold, a slab of steel that had not felt the warmth of a palm in three days, and it sat in my hand like a dead weight, its edge worn to a whisper by twenty years of striking the same granite. I remembered the dream again, the one that had come every night for a week, where the clock tower of Ashworth City did not stand of stone but of ribcage, its spires curved like the femurs of...

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