The Guardian of the Lost (V-02: Jazz Age Idealism)
The mud of the Somme was a hungry beast, swallowing men and machines with an indifferent appetite. Julian Thorne, once a promising poet in the salons of Paris, now found himself huddled in a damp alcove of a ruined farmhouse, his fingers stained with gunpowder and ink. He had been branded a deserter after a brief, panicked flight during the first great push, a mark of shame that had stripped...
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