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064. Weekly Dispatch XVI


I fear I may be in a spot of trouble, honoured patron.

Though no formal charges have yet been raised against me, I feel my guilt over the Centurions’ grim actions weighing heavily upon me. Though Project Centennial was set in motion long before my time, I should still have done my due diligence, to understand more about the project. If I’d known what these drones could do, I would never have put them in the hands of GLoW. I dread to think what they will do next.

Alas, that may soon (materially, at least) be none of my concern. It’s only a matter of time before someone - perhaps the Empress of the Queil herself - realises what has happened and comes for my head. Maybe it’s best I get out of the Coreworlds… This may be the last you hear from me for a while, but I will always be:


Yours in curiosity, Curator Endelle Stroth


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