Beyond Night
“I know. It isn’t uncommon for the gods of a foreign land to haunt the dreams of a stranger.”
“Oh?” August stepped out of his tent and stood, naked as the day he was born in far off Germania, and took in the new day. “How rude of them to visit.”
“Then again, we have entered their free land of tribes with swords and shields, not flowers and compost, sir.”
“I knew we forgot the daisies and manure.” August stretched and yawned. “Rufus, fetch me some water.”
The youth held up a basin and a pitcher from behind the tent, then set them on a tiny table he’d erected by the dwelling.
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