The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The tin held four ounces of salted beef, wrapped in paraffin paper that had gone soft and yellow in the damp. Elias Thorne weighed it in his palm, feeling the cold metal bite into the calluses of his forty-two-year-old hand. He had counted the steps to the forward trench: two hundred and forty. He had counted the men who had died in the last hour: six. He had counted the rations remaining in...

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