The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The rain had been falling for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the mud of the valley into a thick, sucking paste that swallowed the boots of the men and the wheels of the supply carts alike. You stood at the edge of the trench, your hands resting on the cold, wet wood of the parapet, watching the mist rise from the lowlands where the enemy lines lay hidden. The air smelled of...

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