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As I rise in the east and you die in the west, we will find the way. The way to what? you ask, with courage in your eyes. To the place we need to be, I reply. So why wait? Let us go, until we can go no more. That is my plan, and it shall be all we need for now...
Remember, remember the fifth of November, the day you killed the whole world. It was cold, I remember that. The filth never smells as bad in the cold, and that day it was particularly cold. Almost as if the weather was trying to help us. But it was a fickle ally. It almost killed me afterwards.