The Faded Guest
The mud sucked at my boots. It was thick, black, and cold. We were in the valley. The fog was heavy. It hid the trees. It hid the sky. It hid the man in front of me. My name is Elias. I am a soldier. I carry a rifle. I carry orders. The orders said the village was compromised. The orders said the village was safe. The orders were wrong. The orders are always wrong when the fog rolls in. I saw...
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