The Distant Summer

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2026-08-18 21:54:20 -

The train leaves before the sun clears the ridge. You stand on the platform, your boots heavy with the mud of the last week. The wind is cold, biting at your ears, but you do not shiver. You are a soldier now, or close enough. The uniform is gray wool, stiff and unyielding. It does not fit you right. The shoulders are too wide. The sleeves hang too long. It is a costume for a man who is not...

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