The Golden Farce

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The Golden Farce

The axe bit deep, and the pain was not a spike but a sudden, absolute absence. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood in the mud of Fort Calhoun, the rain hammering the tin roof above him, and looked down at the stump of his left arm. The rebel’s body lay ten feet away, twitching, the axe head buried in the earth. Thorne’s right hand gripped his revolver, the metal slick with sweat and rain. He wanted to...

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