The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The chisel bit into the copper plate with a sound like a bone snapping under a boot, and Elias Thorne’s hand did not tremble, though the air in the Blackwood Mint vault was thick with the smell of ozone and old sweat. He was forty years old, a master engraver of the Guild, and he had come to this isolated, subterranean facility to finish the Great Seal before his lungs gave out entirely, a job...

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