"What can man do against such reckless hate?" - The single most deadly battle waged on American soil took place upon the rolling hills surrounding the small town of Gettysburg. For three days; lead balls, steel blades, and flying shrapnel rent body and severed soul. For three days, more than Fifty thousand Americans would bleed into that Pennsylvania dirt.

Takes place just the night before Pickett's Charge, when they're all drinking and Longstreet reluctantly joins for one night of diversion. Col. Fremantle happens to be there. My absurd imagination ensues. Fremantle x Longstreet PWP

WARNING: THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE SERIES I HAVE TAGGED THIS WITH. My book is about a creature named Gord'i, who saves the world with his friends. Is rly gud. You should still give it a peek.

A follow on from the book let me whisper you my story. The book is called Hitlers doppelganger. It is about a child growing up after the war with her Jewish family.

That night in California, after Fort Sumter, seemed to be the sunset on their old lives, of everything they'd known before then.

My first fic about one of my fav books. It's a journal entry from a Union Soldier's perspective as he comes to a personal revelation about the war and its impact on the soldiers' lives. Originally an English project, but it sounded good so... here goes!

Two friends say goodbye for the last time, before they are torn apart by fate and war. –Gods and Generals–