The Faded Frontier

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The dream came to Sergeant Elias Thorne not as a vision of light, but as a sensation of weight, a cold, iron-heavy pressure pressing against the inside of his ribs, forcing the air out of him in slow, ragged gasps. He dreamed of the mud of the valley, how it sucked at his boots with a greedy, sucking sound, and how the faces of the men he had led were blurred, not by rain or smoke, but by a...

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