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[illusionomicon]

{Written in the neat, even hand that some of you may be familiar with. Minas is baaaack, and he's in a good "mood".}

How unattainable life is, it only reveals

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[mentis_reae]

A talented poet indeed.

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[mentis_reae]

I do take time to read. A bit too much at times, I fear.

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[illusionomicon]

A man cannot be permitted one indulgence?

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[mentis_reae]

I should say not, no.

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[illusionomicon]

How unexpectedly Spartan of you.

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[mentis_reae]

If it is permitted, I should say, then it is not an indulgence at all. Then it is merely a hobby. An indulgence is what a man has that he should not

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[illusionomicon]

Who is permitting or not permitting you? You're a grown man, correct?

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[mentis_reae]

I am.

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[illusionomicon]

A lash you drive yourself with, then?

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[mentis_reae]

I suppose one might say so, yes.

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[illusionomicon]

You'll be composed mostly of scar tissue by the time you die.

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[mentis_reae]

Better that than wearing skin entirely unblemished.

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[illusionomicon]

What makes you think that?

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[mentis_reae]

Because I've dedicated myself to justice. What sort of dedicate would I be, indeed, were I to risk no harm to myself?

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[illusionomicon]

Then at least you might escape being a hypocrite.

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[mentis_reae]

I beg your pardon?