The Faded Photograph

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The mud at the border crossing was a thick, grey paste that sucked at Elias Thorne’s boots with every step, a physical weight that mirrored the heaviness in his chest as he clutched the small, glass vial of morphine against his hip. He was thirty-four, a sergeant who had seen enough of the war to know that survival was a matter of arithmetic, and the arithmetic was failing him because his...

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