The Faded Photograph

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The rain drummed against the corrugated tin roof of the observation post with a rhythmic, metallic persistence that seemed to synchronize with the throbbing in Elias Thorne’s temples. He sat on a crate of unexploded ordnance, his hands resting loosely on his knees, staring at the muddy expanse of the valley where the enemy had dug in three weeks prior. The air smelled of wet earth, cordite, and...

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