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“Hagan sat holding his spear on top of the old Roman watch-tower, half-asleep in the midmorning sun that glittered warmly from his byrnie. Beside him lay a whetstone; his left forearm was reddened from all the times he had tried the spearpoint's edge if it was sharp enough to shave with yet. His brother Gundahari was still inside.”