The time for my walkabout draws near. I can feel it in my bones and in my heart. I gave Crazy a crack on my skull and by a few swings of her sword I was left open with an empty chest for far too long. My lifeblood returns slowly and it will not again be spent by arrows that I myself pull back. Cause and effect; from this… there is no escape.
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