The Distant Summer

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The rain in the Shetland archipelago did not fall; it hung, a grey curtain that smelled of brine and rot. Sergeant Major Elias Thorne stepped out of the military transport, his knees popping with a sound like dry twigs snapping. He was forty years old, though his body felt fifty, stiff with the early onset of arthritis that had crept in during his last tour in the North. He carried no rifle,...

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