The Iron and the Blood

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The rain in November 1870 did not fall so much as it pressed down upon the earth like a great wet hand, suffocating everything beneath it. Étienne Moreau stood in the mud of a French trench near Châlons-en-Champagne, seventeen years old and already hollowed out by a war that had taken his parents, his village, and any notion he might once have held of what it meant to be human. He had not asked...

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