The Distant Summer

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2026-08-19 23:21:28 -

The rain hammered the tin roof. It was a steady, rhythmic assault. Corporal Elias Thorne sat in the corner. He held his left hand up. The fingers were stiff. The knuckles were swollen. He stared at the water beading on the window glass. The light was gray. The room was small. It smelled of damp wool and old iron. Captain Miller stood by the desk. He was a tall man. His uniform was pressed...

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