The fearful preparations of the shades vanished before my eyes and the stillness of lifeless things showed itself to me.
I had neither knapsack nor pouches, and I wrapped myself in my blanket.
I remained at ease, encircled to the horizon by the machinery of war, surmounted by claps of living thunder.

Very gently, my vigil relieved and calmed me.

I remembered nothing more about myself.

I applied myself to watching.

I saw nothing, I knew nothing.
After two hours, the sound of the natural and complaisant steps of the sentry who came to relieve me brought me completely back to myself.