The Faded Shield
The iron tastes of copper and old blood. You feel it in your molars before you see the object. It is a vibration, a low thrum that settles in the jawbone like a second pulse. This is how you know the shield is close. It is not a sound you hear with your ears. It is a weight that presses against the teeth. I am Eugene Pell. I am thirty-two years old, and I work the night shift at the Millhaven...
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