The Faded Frequency
October 12, 1942 The line is not a suggestion; it is the only truth I have left. I have walked it a thousand times in the freezing dark, checking the wire, counting the posts, ensuring that the chaos of the enemy does not bleed into the order of our territory. It is a clean, hard thing, a boundary that separates the living from the dead, the lawful from the lawless. I want nothing more than to...
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