The Wistful Campus

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The mud sucked at Thomas’s boots with a wet, visceral grip, pulling him down into the earth as if the ground itself were hungry. He was twelve years old, but the weight of the rifle in his hands made him feel ancient, worn down to the bone by a war that had not yet officially begun. Around him, the village of Oakhaven lay in ruins, not of stone, but of silence. The houses stood empty, their...

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