Final Thoughts

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Title: Final Thoughts

Author: Duryn

How do I poison thee, let me count the ways. My moments has come and gone. And Though the final curtian draws near, my preformance has been...dare I say it...one to shake the cery world.

All of "Britannia" will hear of my actions and shall....some rejoice...come rue...but none ignore. And should this modest notebook find it's way to CrawWorth...know that your friend, Hartham, screamed silently as he died, calling for your help.

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