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There is something of the mythical in how the dim carves his body; statuesque, monstrous a little (surely no man ought to inspire another like so). In the curve of those sharp-drawn ribs he would find refuge, if he dared, and what of the marble-veined strength of his arms, or the tired sloping of his shoulders imitating a hill at rest? It’s only a soldier, wearing on himself his share of scars. It’s only a soldier. No one taught him soldiers could be beautiful, in the right light.
[Captain Jezal dan Luthar learns a thing or two about war.]