The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

Chapter One "Put it down, Thị Thao. You are holding a piece of rust that smells of the river mud, not a relic." The High Warden’s voice was dry as the dust that coated the linoleum of the fish market’s freezer room, a place that smelled of brine and old iron. I stood before him, my hands trembling so violently that the shield, which I had carried for three years, felt lighter than air. It was a...

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