The Wistful Dinner

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The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the red clay of the valley floor into a slick, breathing mirror that reflected the bruised purple of the sky. Sergeant Elias Thorne walked alone, his boots sinking deep into the muck with every step, the weight of his service rifle a dull, familiar ache against his shoulder blade that seemed to pulse in time with his own weary heart. He was a man...

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