As I sit in my room, surrounded by the papers of the drafts which have come before, I realize that this will be my final venture. What my Master will do to me once his book is finished, I do not know. My Master usually does not let his tools continue to live once he is finished with them. I fear I will never leave Caer Darrow again.
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