The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The mud in the trench was not merely wet; it was a living, sucking thing that pulled at Elias Thorne’s boots with every step he tried to take. He was nineteen, a corporal by the grace of a war that had devoured his childhood, and his mind was a tight, coiled spring waiting for a release that kept coming and going. He wanted only to survive the night, to push through the fog and reach the farm...

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