So, bloody but unbeaten, weak and spent but undaunted, he waited for the Wastrel to spring up. Even the light was different in Athens, soft and golden, sweet as the morning dew blessed by Athena herself. After the sights he would have to twiddle his thumbs until the joints cracked. I sat within a few feet of him. “A claim,” he continued, “which I am quite prepared to recognize. Give me the books.
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