The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

You do not remember when the mud first began to sing, or perhaps it was always there, a low, resonant hum beneath the soles of your boots that the brass officers in their clean, starched collars refused to hear because to hear it would be to admit that the ground itself was judging your actions. You are a man who has spent the last three years walking the perimeter of the Gray Zone, that...

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