The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

In the flatlands of the Fens, the water did not recede so much as it surrendered, leaving the salt marshes silver and dead under a sky that had been bruised by sideways rain for a week. Esther Muncy stood at the gate of the reclamation yard, her boots sinking into the mud, the rusted iron shield strapped to her back humming a low, persistent note against her spine. She was there to collect the...

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