Or when the music has stopped and you just hear the swords and the whistle of the arrows and the groans of the dying. That always gets me - it's like music in itself.
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"'You," he said, "tell her all. What good came to you? Do you rejoice that Maleldil became a man? Tell her of your joys, and of what profit you had when you made Maleldil and death acquainted.'" -Perelandra, by C.S. Lewis
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