Chapter 5 Amiens
Nicholas' world was one of pain and disjointed flashes of recollection. Images flitted about him, reality blending with hallucination, separating and then blending again. One moment he was lying beside his campfire; the next, he was in a bed, the next back by the fire. Above him stood a man in a Scottish kilt, next his wife stroked his fevered brow. Reality swirled and Nicholas darted in and out of wakefulness.
One morning he woke, his mind blessedly clear, but weak. He could barely lift his arm. A newly . . .
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