The Faded River

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The Faded River

You wake up with the taste of iron in your mouth. It is not blood. It is rust. The river outside the window of the barracks is low today. The mud is cracked and pale. You look at your hands. They are trembling. You have been trembling for three days. "Get up, Miller," says Sergeant Halloway. His voice is flat. He is standing in the doorway. He does not blink. "We have a briefing." You stand....

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