Since coming here, I have learned much. I have encountered beings that I never believed possible. I have experienced the edges of the universe.
And yet it has all confirmed that I have been right all along. My assessment that I was willing to gamble everything on has been solidified. I have gambled and won, at least in part. Now I cannot fail. I must triumph, for all that exists.
...except one thing. This time of year...This is when I had begun my plan in earnest, to be forced into retreat only a few months later. ...And that part of me which still clings to those basic human emotions, that spoiled, foul part, has formed an association.
I will overcome it, of course, as I have all things. But until that vaunted day it remains.
I dream of a perfect world. Always, and for all time it will remain. But I must suffer for it. That is the way of this flawed world.
So those who will attend this party...I must go, as a faculty member, called upon to chaperone. I suppose that means I must attain a costume. Where might one go for such a thing? I do, perhaps unexpectedly, have an idea for one, although I am still opposed to the idea. It is, unfortunately, required.