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Hum. I think perhaps we should have a few moments silence for the continuity. I know I had injured it myself, but I fear the forum crash will have finished it off. I didn't think to archive the thread myself, so it is probably a safe assumption that it is gone. There. If I trip over myself...

Each footfall felt like a hammer blow going through his legs, his breath short and ragged. Black bags hung heavy under his brown eyes and his tan boots were caked with miles of dust and dirt. The bright silk shirt clung to his back in shredded ribbons, its former majesty long lost on thorns and...