The Faded Quadrant

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2026-08-20 03:50:37 -

The rain fell in sheets, cold and relentless, against the stone arches of the gate. We had been walking for three days. My boots were ruined, the leather slick and heavy with mud that had packed into the cracks of the soles. I felt it in every step, a dull, grinding ache in the arch of my foot that threatened to bring me to my knees. "Can you go on, Thomas?" I looked at him. He was smaller than...

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