The Wistful Letter

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2026-08-18 15:13:01 -

The mud is thick. It clings to your boots like wet wool, sucking at your heels with a greedy, persistent pull. You are running. The rain is not falling; it is being thrown at you, horizontal and stinging, blurring the world into a smear of grey and green. You are a soldier, though the uniform is old, faded by a war that seems to have happened in a different century, or perhaps in a dream. The...

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