Foreword

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I suppose the best way to start this tale is to tell it.

But I struggle. A faded echo is worth little, as you can see, lifeless as it is --

-- oh, hush. I sense you wanting to roll your eyes. My apologies then.

I am simply... trying to buy myself time.

Ah, Time. A funny thing. A concept that is as real as it is difficult to define. I suppose -- yes. The best way to start this tale is to tell it.

Alright.

My mother, was -- well.

Let me fetch myself some tea, first.

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