The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain hits the mud in a steady, rhythmic drumbeat. You count the seconds. One. Two. Three. The rhythm is the only thing keeping your mind from shattering. You are in the trench. It is narrow. It is wet. The smell is thick, a mix of wet wool, old sweat, and the sweet, cloying scent of rotting leaves from the forest line just beyond the wire. You are a soldier. You are twenty-two. You have not...

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