The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The road was a scar. It cut through the heath, a gray ribbon bleeding into the mist. Thomas walked. His boots were heavy. The mud sucked at his heels. He did not look up. He did not look down. He only looked forward. The wind was cold. It cut his face. It cut his lungs. He was a soldier. He was a man. The distinction had blurred. The storm hit at dawn. The sky turned black. The rain came down...

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