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They're gone, aren't they? Both of them. I never got them to remember, I never finished anything. You scientists, the chevaliers, God. It's the same with all of you.
How charmingly ironic that you would take them away and leave me instead with books that serve to remind what wretched pawns we are.
Soubi. Come be my Hamlet, won't you?
How charmingly ironic that you would take them away and leave me instead with books that serve to remind what wretched pawns we are.
Soubi. Come be my Hamlet, won't you?