The Golden Circuit
14 November 2023 The mud here in the valley does not merely wet; it devours, pulling at the boots and the breath with a wet, sucking patience that feels less like earth and more like a living thing slowly digesting the men who stand upon it. I am writing this by the light of a dying lantern, my hand trembling not from the cold, though the air is sharp enough to cut the skin, but from the...
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