*Sam*
A barrage of cannon fire greets me when I awaken, startling me into action. I’m lying on the ground, and I try to move, but the pain in my leg overwhelms me. I call out in agony.
“Shh. You need to be quiet.”
A calm, melodic voice brings me to the present. I look up to see that strange woman again, her brightly colored gown a stark contrast against the sandy brown cave wall. Enough light is filtering in that I perceive it must be morning. I can see her face, soft and beautiful. I nod once and close my eyes again, the pain radiating up my leg overwhelming.
The whole battle replays in my mind almost as clearly as if it were happening again.
“Hold the line, men! We must hold this Devil’s Den!”
Along with the others, I stand firm, firing into the crowd of Rebs across the field a
