I really would have thought that you wouldn't have wanted to leave a public
reminder of how, once more, you failed to stop myself and fellow cultmembers
raising the long night. If there is a time for gloating it's when you've
kept it down for a decade or so, not when you have failed so miserably to
carry out an extremely simple task.
Written by my hand on the 11th of Cloudburst, in the year 953.