Pedes Mortuus Publius Sertorois gazed at the expanse beyond the frontier; a confused mess of thick forests and treacherous mosquito enflamed swamps lazily returned the glare. The leaves russelled in the near distance and the hum of disease carrying insects spoke in the breeze that was both strong and chilly. Sounds indeed, but absent of the duel plagues of war and rapine that the heretic barbarians exported into the crumbling Roman line
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