The Pale Path

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The Pale Path

The rain in the valley did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the boundary between the mud and the sky, and into this thick, wet twilight marched Sergeant Elias Thorne, his boots sucking with a wet, rhythmic slough that sounded less like walking and more like the slow, heavy pulse of a dying heart. He carried no rifle, for there was no enemy to shoot in this...

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