The Faded Frontier

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He woke in the dark. Not the dark of night, but the dark of the earth. Cold stone pressed against his back. The air tasted of iron and old dust. Who was he? He did not know. His body ached. Every joint screamed. He tried to move. His arm moved. His leg moved. But his mind was fog. Thick. Grey. He was a soldier. He knew this. The uniform was torn. Mud caked the wool. The brass buttons were dull....

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