The Distant Summer
The ledger in Quartermaster Halloway’s office listed the cost of a standard ration of salted pork at four pence, the price of a winter coat at eighteen shillings, and the value of a man’s service to the Crown at zero, a figure Thorne had watched ink dry over for the better part of ten years while the wind howled through the cracks in the mortar of the north face. He stood in the center of the...
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