The Distant Whispers

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The soup is thick, a slurry of marrow and bone that coats the inside of your mouth with a greasy, undeniable warmth, and you sit at the head of the long wooden table in the mess hall, watching the other men tear into their portions with the mechanical, hungry focus of animals who have forgotten how to be human. You are Sergeant Major Elias Thorne, or at least you were, before the frostbite took...

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