The Wistful Silence

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2026-08-15 19:21:11 -

The rain had been falling for three days when Daniel Cross finally stopped seeing the faces. He stood in the field behind the house with his hands buried in his pockets, watching the water gather in the furrows his father had plowed forty years ago, and he tried to remember the exact shade of red that had soaked into the earth outside the village of Al-Mansur. The mud there had been the color...

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