Chapter 107: Making It into the Base
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Updated : Sep 27th, 2025
Fabian Farrell was making his bed, sorting the issued washbasin and clean clothes into neat stacks, when three men with folded arms and sneering faces came over and cornered him by his bunk. The others sat quietly on their own beds, but their eyes kept drifting over to him. In the corner stood an older man, all bone and shadow, so thin a good gust might have carried him off; even so, his eyes shone, and the way he looked at Fabian brimmed with sympathy.
Two more lingered nearby, one wearing a look...
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