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... e not from peace, but from too much sound crushed into nothing. The tent still breathed smoke, still glowed from the fever-fire that had burst out of me, but outside, hundreds of men stood mute. Their chants of Break, break, break had fallen away. Only the crackle of torches and the slow clink of armor shifting broke through the night air.
I could feel their eyes. All of them. Piercing through the canvas walls, burning into my skin, weighing me down more than any wound I had suffered. ...
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