The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The mud is cold against your shins as you stand in the trench, the rain a constant, gray sheet that blurs the world into a watercolor of despair. You are not fighting for a flag here, nor for an idea, but for the next breath, the next shovelful of dirt that keeps the water from drowning your lungs. Your boots are soaked through to the skin, the leather stiff and unyielding, a second skin of...

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