THE ARC OF THE SKY
Act I -- The Breaking The farmhouse was burning when Eleanor Vance arrived, though "burning" was generous. It was more accurately disintegrating, the timbers blackening and splitting as the last of the jamming array's power cells overcharged and ruptured. Around her, the snow drank the heat and steamed. She counted her soldiers in the half-light. Three. Maybe four if the boy she'd seen dragged...
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