The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The rain in the Somme was not water but a thick, grey sludge that turned the trench floor into a churning paste of mud and rot. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood by the firing step, his boots sinking into the mire with every shift of weight, as he carefully broke a piece of hardtack and poured a measure of stale, flat beer into a dented tin. He was thirty-four years old, and his hands, though stained...

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