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... ss Gallic sky, the light stretched thin and uncertain as if the world itself was holding its breath. Outside Samarobriva’s battered walls, Roman siege rams squatted on the cold earth, their wood slick with dew. Crocus’s Alemanni waited in restless knots, wolf-pelts on shoulders, axes propped across knees. Roman legionaries huddled at their posts, some whispering wagers, others checking the iron rims of their shields with workman’s care.
In their midst, Constantine sat his horse, still an ...
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