Oh Dusk,

Your insatiable desire to spew forth such verbose ramblings constantly
shrouded by your pretense of credibility is an amusement to us all.

See much like onions, apples are always apples as well. And as the foul
manipulation of Darkness is cast from our day sky, allowing once again
the sun's resplendence to bathe the land in a triumphant glow of
unfaltering daylight, I can only ask, How do you like them apples?

In service of the Light
Lord Templar Draekar Rian, Knight of Shallam

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Lupar, in the year 580 AF.