The Distant Nightmare

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The mud of the Blackwood trenches had a consistency that defied natural law, a thick, sucking slurry that seemed to possess a will of its own, seeking to drag the living down into the dark, earthy grave beneath. I stood there, Sir Kaelen of the Iron Guard, my armor caked in the grey filth of three months’ siege, my sword arm trembling not from the cold that gnawed at my bones but from a...

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