Grand Finale

[musicalcorpse]

I have had quite enough of this nonsense. Play in your given places and dance upon the strings of puppet masters, Erik will no longer be party to such games. If I am meant to lay in bones, let me. As long as her ring is on my finger, as long as I can lay beside the well. That will be all. I will not ask for more

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[misterblackbird]

Maestro Erik?

[musicalcorpse]

Ah, Earl Hargreaves. I wish you well. Our conversations have ever been stimulating.

[misterblackbird]

So you are leaving. We've not spoken as much as I might like, but perhaps more than you might like. A safe journey to you, Maestro Erik. I am sure you will see her again.

[musicalcorpse]

I've found this lifestyle disagreeable. Do keep an eye on the occupants because they aren't very capable of doing so themselves.

[misterblackbird]

I understand entirely. And I assure you, I will do as best I can in keeping an eye on them. They do need it, more often than not.

[musicalcorpse]

Yes. Dancers tend to be a flighty sort.

When you leave this damned city, come to Paris. It's truly beautiful. I can appreciate it now.

[misterblackbird]

I will make certain to visit it.