![]() But in this bitter weather, maybe warm clothing was more important than war gear. He had always made do with a felt liner and, when necessary, a bronze helmet, rather than a typical Thracian fox-skin alopekis. The chill wind snapped around his ears, and he cursed himself for not buying a fur cap in the settlement he'd passed through two days prior. ![]() His feet were blistered, the muscles of his legs hurt and the weight of his mail shirt was making his back ache. ![]() When the village came into sight at the top of a distant hill, a surging joy filled him.
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