The Faded Road

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The Faded Road

The radio had been silent for four hours and eleven minutes. Sergeant Elias Thorne checked the time on his wristwatch, the glass face cracked but the hands still sweeping with mechanical precision. He counted the seconds between the wind gusts, a rhythm that felt less like nature and more like a countdown. He wanted the perimeter secured by 0600. He wanted the commendation. He wanted to wash...

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