The Distant Whispers

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The mud was not just wet, it was a living, sucking thing that held Thomas Bradshaw’s boots with the tenacity of a widow’s grief, and the rain fell in such a relentless, slanting curtain that the world beyond the trench was reduced to a grey, featureless void where men screamed and the air tasted of copper and burnt powder. He did not think about the war, not in the abstract, philosophical way...

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