The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The parchment was thick, heavy with the damp of the highlands, and the seal was cracked, a jagged red wound across the wax. I held it up to the grey light of the watchtower, my fingers stained with the black ink of the scribe who had copied the King’s decree. It named us traitors. It named us thieves. It named the men who slept in the refugee camp below, who had fled the plague in the lowlands,...

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