The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The rain fell in sheets against the glass of the high command office. It was a cold, sterile rain. It washed the grime from the streets below but did not cleanse the air inside. Colonel Elias Thorne stood by the window. He did not look at the view. He looked at his reflection. The face was gaunt. The eyes were hollow. They were the eyes of a man who had seen the bottom of a trench and found it...

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