The Golden Greenhouse

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The hand was gone. It was the right one. The one that held the sword. The one that signed the orders. Silas stood in the mud. The rain was cold. It felt like needles. He looked down. The stump was pink. It was smooth. It did not bleed. It should have bled. It did not. "Is it true?" asked the boy. The boy was young. Too young for war. He held a spear. The spear was wet. "Yes," Silas said. "Who...

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