Derro~， fie[dcamp of the Nova Invlcta Legion，<br > Anno Domini 476， 1~9 years afl~ the foundation of Rome<br >TxF LtCHT VlERC"D through the clouds covenng the valley， ~d<br >the cypresses straightened up suddenly like guards， alert on the<br >ridge of the hills. A shadow bending over a b~dle of twigs<br >appea~d at the edge of a stubble held ~d vanished at once， as<br >if m a dream. A cock crow rose from a dist~t farmhouse，<br >a~ouncing another grey， leaden day， only to be swallowed up<br >instantly by the fog. Nothing penetrated the mist， save the voices<br >of the men<br > Blasted cold. <br > It s this damp that gets into your bones <br > h s the fog. I ve never seen such thick fog， m all my hfe <br > Nor have L And not a sign of our rattons<br > Perhaps the~ s nothing left to eat <br > Not even a Btfte wule to warm us up. <br > And we haven t been prod for three months. <br > 1 can t take it any longer， I ve had it with this whole thing<br > A new emperor practically every year， barbarians controlling al<br > the ~ posts， mad now， to top it all olE a motty-no~d kid on thl<br > throne of the Caesars~ A thirteen-year-old brat who hasn t evel<br > got the strength to hold up the ~eptre is supposed to be ~lmml<br > the world the West， at least No， this is it for me， Pm gettml<br > out As soon as 1 can I m kiavmg the army and going my owl<br > way I n fred m/self a htde island where 1 can put go~ts out t，<br >