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... vity. The sun had risen over the blood-soaked hills, casting golden rays upon the soldiers who moved slowly, stiff with exhaustion but alive. A few survivors, despite their trauma, joined in small tasks—boiling water, gathering cloth for bandages, sorting through salvaged supplies. Laughter was rare, but not absent. A young boy who had been rescued ran between the tents with a stolen soldier’s helmet too large for his head, eliciting tired chuckles. Another survivor, an old man missing most of h ...
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