The Faded Alibi
The mortar round struck the earth with a sound like a giant tearing a sheet of canvas, and the shockwave threw Elias Thorne into the wet sandbags of the trench wall, where the air instantly turned thick with the copper taste of blood and the acrid bite of cordite. He lay there for a moment, the world reduced to the rhythmic thumping of his own heart and the distant, indifferent rumble of the...
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