Beltzer glanced up, his small, round eyes fixing to Kiall. “What is this fascination you have with that place? You weren’t there—you don’t know what it was like.” “It was glorious. It is part of our history,” said Kiall. “The few against the many. It was a time of heroes.” “It was a time of survivors—like all wars. There were good men there who died on the first day and cowards who lasted almost until the end. There were thieves there and men who had raped or murdered. There was the stench of open bowels and split entrails. There was screaming and begging and whimpering. There was nothing good
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