The Wistful Crossroads

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The rain fell in sheets. It hammered the tin roof of the outpost. Sergeant Elias Thorne wiped the mud from his boots. He did not look up. He listened to the drumming. It sounded like a heart. A slow, heavy heart. Captain Harrow stood by the door. He held a glass of whiskey. The liquid was amber. It caught the light from the single bulb. Harrow smiled. It was a thin smile. It did not reach his...

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