[a hastily scribbled note, likely tacked somewhere where he’ll never see it again]
I will not vent my frustrations on the first writer that happens to ooze smugness onto the pages. Chasing children, or adults whom act like children, around in circles is not seemly, dignified, or worth the effort.
Pressed between the cover and first page of the most used looking book in the Duskwhisper garden room is a letter. The script is swooping and cursive while remaining neat.