The Sunset of Empires
(Act I: The Spark) The year was 1812, and Europe was a map being redrawn in blood. General Valmont stood on a ridge overlooking the plains of Russia, the horizon a jagged line of fire and smoke. He was the same man who had risen from a village schoolteacher to the highest ranks of the Imperial Army, a tactician whose name was whispered with awe in the courts of Vienna and Paris. He believed in...
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