Arthur didn’t remember much about his childhood- he had shoved those memories away, hidden them far beneath his happier, more recent ones- but he remembered the soldiers. He could recall their armor, the masks shielding their faces and turning them from men into horrific nightmare machines in the mind of a small child, the cold hard casings of
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But at least he safe now. *grins*
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