How quickly the years pass... I can still vividly recall the first day I returned in Pelargir, after having extracted my vengeance upon Black Tide. That was five years ago. Tonight, I became twenty three summers old. So many things have happened, so many situations have come to pass... How can I still remember them all, while all this time trying so hard to forget? Why am I unable to forget the things that have happened, the things that I have made to happen? My past, stuck on me, like a leech on a healthy man's flesh...
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