The Faded Frontier

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The mud of the Blackwater Valley did not dry. It clung to the boots of Sergeant Elias Thorne like a living thing, a cold, sucking weight that pulled at his ankles with every step. He stood alone in the center of a circular clearing, the air thick with the smell of wet pine and iron. Around him, the fog rolled in from the treeline, a white wall that erased the world beyond the immediate radius...

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