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When he looked down, torch lifted, upon the bones and fragile cloths of what had once been a hero, when the myth had been shattered, the crystal of its dream beneath the iron of reality, I wanted to stand near him. - (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #148)

"Wait!" I called to the Forkbeard. But he had entered the chamber, torch high, moving quickly. I followed him, swiftly, tears in my eyes. When he looked down, torch lifted, upon the bones and fragile cloths of what had once been a hero, when the myth had been shattered, the crystal of its dream beneath the iron of reality, I wanted to stand near him. I would not speak to him. But I would stand behind him, and near him. The Forkbeard stood at the side of the great stone couch, which was covered with black fur. - (Marauders of Gor)