The Wistful Crossroads

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2026-08-19 15:38:17 -

The mud is cold. It sucks at your boots with a wet, greedy sound. You are in the trench. The rain falls like a curse. It soaks your wool. It seeps into your bones. Your hands shake. They are not your hands. They are stiff. They are red. They look like old meat. You grip the spear. The wood is slick. Your fingers slide. You hold tighter. Your knuckles whiten. They crack. You feel the pain. It is...

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