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 ==I am as old as I have ever been when I record these memories==
+Torobatl is lost. Fallen not to the frontier threats Umun'arath obsessed over, but to the dark gate of her own obsession. Ghaul is gone, consumed by the god he sought to usurp. Aedile Imoli and Lictor Shayoter are dead, claimed by the same assassins Calus now sends for me. He even had his favorite tea seller murdered.
+Calus is no longer my father.
+As I write this, I am playing a little game that my troops love. We draw up imaginary legions from rosters of real maniples and centuries. The performances of those units in reality determines the success of the imaginary legion.
+I play this game under a private name. I play it very well, despite fierce competition. The Legionaries joke that losing the homeworld was worth it just to shake up the game. Morale is high.
+Calus could not have played this game because he values nothing except himself. In the end, this selfishness will destroy him.
+He preaches of a contracting universe with himself at the center. A glorious tide of night that will reveal his grandeur as the final fixed axis of it all.
+But the moment will come when he sees that he is not at that pole. That he is off on the edge, and the dark is rushing over him. And then he will be undone.
+Whether or not I am there to see it makes no difference. I have a people to lead.
 ==Notes==