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Prompt #05 - What is your greatest fear?
Would it be wise if I told you? What sort of man bares his greatest fear to the world, to be made jest of, and to invite the scorn of his fellow men? And worse, you'd scribble it down and pass it around, send to Napoli and Paris, to Castile, and La Reina would clap her hands in delight, redoubling her efforts to make it so.

No, I deem it most unwise to discourse on this. It has the air of prophecy, of ill omen. It could hasten my fall.

Such has been read into my stars, did you know? A meteoric ascent, and then, an even harder fall. Inevitable with such a parabola, you say? Well, there you have it. I need not tell you my fear, since you're so good at guessing: that I'll lose everything I've toiled for, over night, as if by the casting of loaded dice, and that I'll die pointlessly, stupidly.

Unprepared.