The Wistful Mountain

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The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a thick, grey curtain that blurred the boundary between the world of the living and the mist-shrouded peaks of the Blackwood Range, where Major Elias Thorne had been stationed for three years, a man whose uniform was stained not with mud but with the persistent, cloying scent of the pine sap that oozed from the ancient trees, a scent that seemed to...

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