The Distant Promise

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The mud in the trench was not merely wet; it was a living, sucking thing that held the boots of the living and the hands of the dead with equal indifference. Sergeant Elias Thorne grinned, a light, feverish expression that did not match the rot stinking from the earth around him, as he watched a corpse rise from the ditch to block the supply line. It was 1348, and the town of Blackwood was...

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