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The Little Regiment

Chapter 7 No.7

Word Count: 345    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

and its burden, darkness, a sable mercy, came heavily upon it, and th

rings ascended from the blazes of the bivouac. The plain was a black expanse upon which, from time to tim

trange thing had been groaning there, prostrate. Then it su

ned and contemplated the faint colouring over the town. For some moments

these men. They seemed to suggest merely that his information concerning himself was not too complete. He r

he fingers came away with some dark liquid upon them. Holding these fingers close to

m the frozen ground like wet paper. Hearing the sound of it, he seemed to see reason for

flection, holding his hands palm outward befor

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