The immense legion marches forward in disciplined rhythm, boots striking wet earth, red banners snapping in a rising wind, eagle standards swaying. Thick mist rolls in from the flanks and begins to swallow the rear ranks, soldiers dissolving into white nothingness one by one. Heather ripples in the gusts, cold light dims. The camera holds a steady locked-off wide shot, building a creeping sense...
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