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They called them the Patchwork Men. Loyal flesh golems, pieced together from the fallen soldiers on the battlefield. Fuel for the endless war between the Ottoman Republic and the savages of the Byzantine Empire. It is the alchemists who bring them to life, with secret etchings and chemicals, but it is the Stitch Girls who create them. Needle and thread to make a new man out of many. When the draft called for Lillian's husband, he vowed to send her a letter from the front every day. The last one arrived two years ago, along with a silver badge of service. She was one of the lucky ones, at least she knew what happened to her beloved. As a Stitch Girl, she has a secret purpose, recording little details: tattoos, birthmarks, scars. There are many who never hear from their men again. Too many. She sews up the Patchwork Men, more flesh for the front, etching the symbols to wipe them clean until one night, she messes up. What to do with a Patchwork Man who is not so loyal to the Republic?
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