The Distant Garden

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2026-08-21 11:14:50 -

The mud was the first thing I noticed. It was not the gray, passive slush of a winter storm, but a thick, living brown that seemed to pull at my boots with a wet, sticky tenacity, as if the earth itself were trying to digest me. I was fighting the ground. This is a strange thing to say for a man who has spent thirty years fighting men, but the earth had a weight and a will that my rifle did...

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