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He’s the son they took away from me. I can’t help but feel something strong for him.
I think it’s the dark in him. He’d make any mother proud.
time. It was one thing to destroy a person, but to destroy their work was a sacrilege Aster couldn’t easily forget. All that was left of a person’s life was recorded on paper, in annals, in almanacs, in the physical items they produced. To end that was to end their history, their present, their future.