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He resembled a waxen dummy, stuffed with things to preserve him in a state of horrified wakefulness.

We lived long lives and loved long loves

We didn't say anything, said the mountains. We didn't say anything, said the sky. We didn't say anything, said the wreckage.

The din of metal, the crash of sword, the conflict, the battle, the fight, the war.

It was like being undersea. Green songs, green visions, green time. Bubbled voices drowning in deep liquors of sea tide. Far away choruses chanting senseless rhymes. Leonard Sale stirred in agony.

He was not unconscious.