Junesfield was a small, industrious lumber town in Kansas. The place was tidy, the roads magically reinforced to keep them from getting muddy—an expensive spell for a lumber town—and the buildings were brightly painted and well-kept. The railroad had been a blessing for the economy and was probably the reason why the Division had chosen Junesfield as a central hub for the Fielding canisters—the town was central to many of the smaller hamlets and villages in the county.
Just outside town, beyond the decorative timber archway, piles of discarded scraps and beams nailed together in rough rows of crosses lay along the path. Inside the time bubble, Hettie and Walker dismounted and walked their horses around them.
“Barricades,” Walker observed. “They used them during the war to stop cavalry ch
