epilogues ic community.

Emperor Grindelwald looked absolutely amazing in his white robes. I wonder who is his tailor?

Well, this citizen of the Empire is determined to only have the lower half of his face photographed & captured in portraiture for the next year. Very fetching -- and very effective at hiding my expression of pain from the whiplash I got from those somewhat entirely contradictory messages.

Next we'll be nodding dumbly along as the weather crier tells us it's sunny while he's standing under a downpour.

The truth is the truth, after all the years, and I am glad to see it win out over any more bloody lies. (Hullo, all you all. I am neither re-educated nor dead. There's many a failing in that for you.)

But such as those failings may be, I have one more failing for you: I guarantee you won't catch me again.

[M]

Allow me to offer my most heartfelt congratulations. We've delivered the initial communication. How's the sun feel on your face?