The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The letter lay on the oak desk, its ink still damp, a small black wound in the white paper that refused to heal. I held it in my hand, the weight of the refusal settling into my wrist like a bruise, as the afternoon light slanted through the high windows of the Ministry of Records, dust motes dancing in the beam before I crushed the corner of the page. It was from Director Halloway, brief and...

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