Lord Bastard, your Father's justice is long and slow, and we mortals were not equipped to understand. I do not know which god should take up that man's soul, but please take it up soon, by your grace and mercy.
(For those who have read this series and are Alarmed!!! by the implication of subject plus body, please rest assured that the only violence I intend to offer myself in the near future is the wearing of an imperfectly fitted bra.)
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If I thought it would work....
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Until and unless a viable magic method suggests itself, endure and survive until we can't.