The Faded Shield

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The Faded Shield

The crate sat on the kitchen table, its lid slightly ajar, revealing a patch of green so bright it seemed to hum against the grain of the wood. Elias Thorne ran his thumb over the splintered edge, feeling the roughness of the pine, the sticky residue of sap. It was the only thing in the house that looked alive. Outside, the fog rolled in from the valley floor, a thick, grey wall that swallowed...

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