the end

this is the end, my dear. my final farewell. I have ran of things to note. no more wisdom or cleverness. no more tales to weave, sadness to share, or beauty to uncover. no more drawn swords to a battle.

night. night. sweet dreams and rest.


at times you simply get too tired.

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