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"But there's still
a self-invading evil sensed at night, beside
my breastplate of dark bone and a helmet skull,
both hand-me-downs from the dead – to whom I ride.
Though showing a shield of dream, I won't fail

but fight here on a wishing-horse in an archaic war,
alive in an ancient mind. The haunted and immense
battlefield has to end."