The Garden of Broken Columns

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The Garden of Broken Columns Act I The black columns rose from the earth like the bones of something that had lived and died and been angry enough to keep growing past death. Silas Whitaker sat at the base of the only remaining half-wall, his wooden leg kicked out before him, and watched the cicadas tear the afternoon apart with their voices. Ten years. Ten years since the Federals came through...

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