The Faded Masquerade

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The mud sucked at Elias Thorne’s boots with a wet, heavy sound, pulling him down into the churned earth of the trench line as a German flare popped overhead, turning the grey sky a sickly, bruised purple. He did not look up. He looked only at the gap between the sandbags where the counter-attack was coming through, a ragged line of grey uniforms pushing forward with a mechanical, relentless...

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