The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

The order arrived on a slip of yellowing paper, the ink smudged by the damp. Thorne read it twice, his thumb rubbing the crease where the paper had been folded. "Hold Line Seven until relieved," it said. No name for the relieving officer. No time limit. Just a command to stay in the mud, in the fog, alone. He looked up at Major Vance, who stood three paces back, brushing a speck of dirt from...

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