The Distant Summer

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2026-08-19 08:45:24 -

The mud was the first thing that tried to swallow him whole. It was a thick, sucking slurry of rain and torn earth, caking into the folds of his tactical vest, heavy as wet concrete. Thomas Bradshaw didn’t feel his legs. He felt the weight of the rifle in his hands, the cold metal biting into his palms, the distinct, rhythmic thud of his own heart against his ribs like a trapped bird. He was...

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