Lullabies of a Mythical Sun
Aye, even to the memories which were the possession of that far future youth, who was indeed I, of his childhood's days, when his nurse of that Age swung him, and crooned impossible lullabies of this mythical sun which, according to those future fairy-tales, had once passed across the blackness that now lay above the Pyramid.
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Context: The narrator recalls the childhood of his far-future self, born long after the sun went dark.
Not in a duel yet
Source: Chapter II: The Last Redoubt