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He would think of this sometimes, this moment of rare respite, over the years. His mind would invoke it – the river, the sun, Alfred, always Alfred – on the battlefield, blade in hand, and his treacherous feet would stagger over solid ground.
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Alfred remembers, in splintered fragments, all that which came before.