The Faded Alibi
The mud of the Somme was not merely wet earth; it was a viscous, sucking grave that swallowed boots, rifles, and men with equal indifference, and Sergeant Elias Thorne stood knee-deep in it, his uniform a ragged tatters of wool and gore, watching the line of his exhausted squad buckle under the relentless, mechanical hammering of German artillery. He wanted to save them, a concrete, physical...
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