SomedayHe is all alone but he doesn't really mind. Night is his desire the darkness his only love.Someday
Sometimes he hears them, when the city is sleeping, people, far below his perch talking, laughing, arguing.
He thinks yes, maybe, I could have been one of them. With a wife, children, living in a house somewhere.
Yet he pities them. They do not know this freedom, To walk the rooftops, it's like walking in the sky.
To leap from the edge,
well, it's like flying, but not quite. Flying implies so much. Safe, control
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Ellery: "We will not be caught by surprise."
Entreri: "Almost everyone I've killed uttered similar last words."
Jarlaxle: "Then I am glad once again that you are on my side."
Entreri: "They've often said that too"
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