playing with himself ever
since that dawn execution.
Then he went out into the
street and saw them. There
were three regiments, whose
march in time to a galley
drum made the earth tremble.
Their snorting of a many-
headed dragon filled the glow
of noon with a pestilential
vapor. They were short,
stocky, and brutelike. They
perspired with the sweat of a
horse and had a smell of
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