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Times are changing, my dears. I see more signs of it every day, oh yes - we are moving. Pieces in a chess game, my dears, moving like us. One can only hope that they change for the better, I personally see it getting more dire day by day, for myself at least. The tower seems so unquestionably lonely at times, in the company of one's own thoughts. Even our familiars are going quietly insane. I empathise.
Of course, one always has sherry. Ah yes...this is the good stuff.
Of course, one always has sherry. Ah yes...this is the good stuff.