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(Whimpering) Help…me…!

But if she doesn’t give me back my necklace, we’re going to have a problem.

(After a long pause) Fine. Stick to your word, and I’ll stick to mine.

You have my word, Abigail. And my words are truth.

Do not fret, Abigail. The first verse of our shared adventure will be one of only beginnings, no endings. Even if that ending would be a more logical choice.

Please go make nice with your sister. Once I deal with a dangling thread, I will join you.

That is an excellent development. Now, if you would, please duck.

Fine. I’m in.

This page is turning, Abigail. Shall we write the next one together?

Hello, Abigail. Since time is at a premium, I will not dwell on how my journey led me here. This early in your own tale, I doubt you would believe it much anyhow. But do know, that while you and I were formed on different pages, we were crafted quite alike. Both immersed in light