Case 0 - The Corbitt House - Faversham Journal

 A heavily damaged and aged document. Hand writing is scrawled an difficult to read in many places. 


"... without sufficient stomach for the task at hand JDMc will no doubt fail. His rejection of this true path to lasting vitality ... grasping a sure means to delve the knowledge of the world ...

... from this vantage all is within my grasp ... even revenge upon that faithless blackguard ... playing the lord among what a nothing but mere cattle, those that should serve no other role than to sustain our life and support our endurance ... 

... laughable conjecture that the minds of insects could raise the learned to greatness. Dee fumbles at the latch helplessly but the door will not open. My embrace of ongoing strength will see me quickly and decisively beyond the perils of life. No longer caring for the jibes of those beneath me. They will only sustain me now. 

... how much knowledge did I, in all good faith, pass to the witless traitor ... he has no strength for grasping what must be done ... too filled by the adoration and pride he drains from the town ... his feeble Royal halls of bricks will crumble as I watch unhindered by the passing time ... the suffering of the weak - no matter how prolonged - will not weaken the boundaries of the spheres, ... broken minds may glimpse beyond the door but only the strong can harness the power of the gate and its keeper or those who walk beyond ... I have just the means to constrain those who walk between ... and now the body to stride beyond ... 

... I will watch McC's lauded name tarnish, in what will seem like passing seconds to me ... I have rendered time a mute child ... 

... treacherous, ungrateful, idiotic, prideful ... feeble tricks with the minds of cattle will no be his salvation or see him to true knowledge ... the world  will not yield to him as it will to me by my force of will as I drink deep from the living city ... "

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