The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

Thorne, you’re going to ruin the pavement, Clara said, her voice thin against the drumming of the rain. She did not look up from her ledger, but her pen had stopped moving, the nib hovering over a line of ink that refused to dry. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the square, the wet cobblestones slick beneath his boots, holding a rusted shield that hummed with a cold so deep it felt like a...

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