To be brave among friends was nothing. To have the world against you and pick your path regardless- there is courage.
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Strange, how the best moments of our lives we scarcely notice except in looking back.
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Before, the future had always looked like past. Now he knew the past was a better place, and the future full of fear and death.
Sworbreck had come to see the face of heroism and instead he had seen evil. Seen it, spoken with it, been pressed up against it. Evil turned out not to be a grand thing. Not sneering Emperors with world-conquering designs. Not cackling demons plotting in the darkness beyond the world. It was small men with their small acts and their their small reasons. It was selfishness and carelessness and waste. It was bad luck, incompetence and stupidity. It was violence divorced from conscience or consequence. It was high ideals, even, and low methods.
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'I had my dreams of being a better man, once upon a time.'
'What happened?'
Shivers stretched out beside the fire, boots up on his saddle, and sarted to shake a blanket over himself. 'I woke up.'
Sworbreck had observed that many of the men found it enjoyable simply to break things. The greater the effort required in putting them back together, the greater the pleasure.