I woke up in a battlefield triage tent, bloody, battered, and crippled. It wasn't just my arm and shoulder that was broken, but also my mind. I couldn't remember anything—my name, who or where I was, or what had happened to me.Could it get any worse? Of course. The battle wasn’t over, and it appear…
by Cassius Lange
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