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| | == <span style="color:#000000;">'''''Dedication''''' == | | == <span style="color:#000000;">'''''Dedication''''' == |
| − | ''"As darkness enfolds this aged flesh long ago grown cold, the regrets come. Regrets. To never see the sun or feel its warmth long night after darkened night through an eternity."''<br>
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| − | ''"We alone among all Earth’s creatures know what longing is, for we have given up God’s rest. We yearn for a single spark to pierce the gloom that descends upon us as we hide our faces away from each new dawn, night after shrouded night."''<br>
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| − | ''"What do the carping anarchs know of longing? Of loss? Of oppression? We are oppressed by time itself, by the sadistic jest that is unlife eternal, lived for centuries."''<br>
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| − | ''"Immortality is not a blessing. It is the most monstrous of burdens."''<br>
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| − | ''"Of all the issue of God, none but we precious few know the pain that comes with centuries -- the weight of responsibility, the cumber of authority, the yoke that is power."''<br>
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| − | ''"And yet to yield up a morsel of it is to incur utter and total humiliation. We will not step aside. We will not degrade ourselves to give up control or share power with the young."''<br>
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| − | ''"Let all the harrows of hell come to our door seeking what we have built in many lifetimes of toil. I will drag them all back down to the land of shades before I surrender a blot of pride."''<br>
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