The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The ink was still wet on the notice pinned to the corkboard, a stark red square in the grey morning light. "All pre-1850 documents to be incinerated by Friday," Director Halloway’s voice had been flat, administrative, devoid of the malice that usually accompanied such orders. Elias Thorne stared at the words, the air in the archive thick with the smell of damp wool and decaying paper. He was...

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