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I did not think that my first written record since being blessed with this book would require such a level of ... hm. The more time passes, the more I am ... unsure. Myca is ill, surely it cannot be too much longer. Which is saddening, in itself... it is easier to talk of, rather than actually accepting the knowledge.

It is perhaps the most important factor in this decision. Should he know or should it be left be? Considering that he doesn't know, it may be better to keep it from him, so that he may die with no worries. On the other ... what is knowing, what is it, to be faced with a decision that could change your views on everything you've ever known?

It has ... been a grievous blow to me. It will be damaging to us, for a time further, I fear. I apologize, Symeon, but I just cannot ... even with your explanations, and knowing you, it does not excuse -- eleven, he was --

And there is nothing I can do. Nothing but make this ... this decision for you, when you may not even take it, in the end.

If Myca knew ... if he were even presented with the bare minimum of the idea, he... he is smart. He would not be satisfied with so little information, even if it is hurtful to him... to keep silent is to allow it, but what is the punishment, for a crime in the land where a Lord may do as he will?

What happens after

Dragons, I ... I need more time. I am... I am sorry Symeon.

...Myca.