The morning horn of the Grand Army of Liberation shattered the alpine silence of the Blackwood gorge with fifty simultaneous trumpet blasts that reverberated off the basalt cliffs like rolling thunder. At the base of the four-hundred-foot bluff, where the newly restored river roared in glorious white-capped rapids toward the west, the Grand Imperial Highway stretched southward into the heart of the continent. Built four centuries earlier of massive interlocking…
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