The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The mud was not brown but a thick, sucking black, a viscous substance that seemed to have a pulse of its own beneath the boots of the men who struggled through it. It clung to the shins, to the cuffs of the woolen coats, to the soles of the shoes, creating a heavy, rhythmic slap that drowned out the whisper of the wind in the bare birch trees. Thomas Bradshaw felt the weight of it in his knees,...

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