Because there was nothing to find, there was nowhere to stop;

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“What I have done to make you so despise me, I repent of it,”

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This was brutal.  Made moreso by the fact that (quite unintentionally) I read this while Loreena McKennit's Cymbeline played in the background, which was eerily fitting and made the whole thing so much worse to read (affectionate)

"The sceptre, learning, physic, must / All follow this and come to dust / All lovers young, all lovers must / Consign to thee and come to dust"

Fantastically angsty. Love the idea of Daeron visiting the waste of Anfauglith, and seeing everything indeed lost (he was ahead of the curve in seeing that coming imo).