from the personal library of Hubert and Marisse may the Eight watch over them and their child, Alain may the Divines protect us all The Divines are a lie. There's no one watching over us. Our baby is dead, the food is gone, and the bears are at my door. I saw Hubert killed right before my eyes. I'd rather die peacefully than be torn apart. There's naught left to drink but poison. May my soul be released from its suffering. Goodbye. — Marisse
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