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| 2 | 9 | I wore my helmet. |
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| 2 | 6 | At View more quotes about last">last I stood before the towering gate of black logs, bound with its wide bands of brass. |
| 2 | 7 | The fair lay behind me and the Sardar before. |
| 2 | 8 | My garments and my shield bore no insignia, for my city had been destroyed. |
| 2 | 9 | I wore my helmet. |
| 2 | 10 | None would know who entered the Sardar. |
| 2 | 11 | At the gate I was met by one of the Caste of Initiates, a dour, thin-lipped, drawn man with deep sunken eyes, clad in the pure white robes of his caste. |
| 2 | 12 | "Do you wish to speak to Priest-Kings?" he asked. |