"Hark! I vow upon mine honour, Chapter the Tenth shall remaineth locked in mine vault, unseen by mortal eyes, until ye peasants bestow upon me thy votes and commentaries. Should ye persist in thy dreadful apathy, then I shall, with great sorrow... or rather, immense relief... conclude this tale forthwith. Pray, astound me."
Else this tale dieth here. I shall mourn... briefly. #89days #chapter10