The Distant Cartograph

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The mud sucked at the boots. It was cold. Elias fought. He swung the rifle. Wood cracked against bone. The enemy fell. Elias did not stop. He swung again. Blood misted the air. Red. Warm. He fought until his arms shook. Until the silence returned. Then the whistle blew. It was a long, thin sound. It cut the morning. Elias dropped the rifle. He stood in the crater. Smoke curled from the earth....

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