It was never easy to look at a dead person. People who died natural, nonviolent deaths usually weren't too bad; they sometimes even looked dignified or peaceful, as if in the middle of a pleasant dream, forever. But people killed in the midst of physical struggle did not always leave peaceful-looking bodies. Battle sometimes left its casualties in unseemly or demeaning positions.

It was hard to look at a dead man. Harder still, when the dead man was your own brother, partially crushed ...