The Faded Portrait

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The taste of iron is not something you forget, it is the first thing you remember, a cold and metallic tongue that presses against the roof of your mouth even in the deepest sleep, and here you are, standing in the courtyard of the Whitehall Garrison, the mud of the trench war still caked into the cracks of your boots, feeling the wetness of the enemy’s blood drying on your knuckles as you look...

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