Greetings,

Surprisingly it's "good intentions" which are extinguishing the flame. I
had to laugh when those meaning well set about snuffing it. It's been
coming along nicely since then and at this point I'm happy to see it
flicker out. There's a strange sense of ironic justice to it.

I gave up trying to help long ago. Gestures were made, reconcilation was
attempted, but death and ignorance were preferred. I guess in the end
you get what you're giving? The philosophical questions in it all have
proven to be quite fascinating.

Wyle

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Variach, in the year 149 MA.