The Iron Horizon (Civil War Era)
The air in Virginia in 1863 was a thick soup of humidity and gunpowder. For Silas, a young lieutenant in the Army of Northern Virginia, the war had ceased to be a matter of ideology and had become a matter of geometry—the distance between his trench and the enemy's line, the angle of the slope, the timing of the charge. He had grown up in a world of strict boundaries and inherited duties, but...
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