The Wistful Silence

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The rain fell hard on the grey stone. It drummed against the shield. It pried at the mail. It sought the gaps. It found them. It seeped in. It was cold. It was wet. It was real. Elias stood alone. He stood in the ditch. He stood in the mud. The mud sucked at his boots. The boots were heavy. The armor was heavier. The weight was a fact. The weight was a burden. The burden was his. He looked at...

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