The Pale Verdict

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The Pale Verdict

The sky broke open at dawn. It was not rain. It was fire. Caleb stood in the trench. Mud slicked his boots. The air tasted of sulfur and copper. He held his rifle tight. His hands shook. Beside him, Elias was quiet. Elias was his brother. Not by blood. By choice. By silence. They had signed the same paper three years ago. They had worn the same gray wool. They had buried the same friends. Now...

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