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XLVI
Save for that one poor soul, t'was neither my time nor anyone's. Yet we be more prisoners now than we ever were before.
Worse, the tigers among us have been unchained. -
XLV
[Screened to Mr and Mrs. Albel Nox//Unhackable]
Would ye deign to see an old man at the Park this fine night, at this very hour? He hath something for the twain of ye...
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XLII
Imagine a fusilade of cannonballs raining 'cross the battlefield, with the sole intent of blasting ye (and only ye) to pieces.
Ye might be spared one, or two, or several dozen. But the inevitable is merely delayed for as long as ye tarry in the open.
Thus far, the same can be said of mine luck with this city's antics. -
XLI
Bess...dearest Bess, forgive me for causing ye tears.
I have always loved ye. That hath never changed over the long and bloody years. I was a fool to squander them searching for the meaning in my life, when all this time she stood no farther than the shores of Devon.
One last journey beckons, love. But this time, ye shall be by my side. Come away ( Read more... ) -
XL
I could not just step aside and let thy mother triumph, lass. Ye are welcome.
Mine heart is gladdened by thy new lease on life... but men like me do not deserve the joy offered by thyself and thy circle of friends. For all the good it will do me trapped within these walls...I am afraid ye will not see me again. Take care of thyse----.
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XXXIX
Alphonse...Lady Sena... 'Tis difficult to befriend fellow Draftees when ye know full well they could leave the war at anytime.
One more year.The fire within will burn for awhile yet. Even if these bones grow no younger.
Dr. Phanan? Why were ye by the Office Building last fortnight?
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XXXVIII
Flesh may rot and bloodstains may fade. But words can live forever.
T'was years ago. Yet it still flareth my soul how that vulture could imply we were anything alike. Or is it because he was thyself through a glass darkly? The man ye would have been had ye not renounced thy old ways?
Which of us was right, Le Loup?
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XXXVII
Apparently this vagrant was a Scottish knight from the future for the last week. I feel as if anything he did were things I would have done myself, with minor exceptions.
Sir Fuji and his belongings are gone...I pray he was not returned to his world in the manner he was summoned here. Fare thee well, my friend. May He watch over ye and thy children.