[They...know. They know that no one could cure this ailment, because not even a god could cleanse this putridity from their veins. Not even breaking the Cell that tortured the world with the pestilence, poisoning the blood of the planet itself, could ease its deadly grip around their heart.]
[The Storyteller could not. The jackal could not. What hope would one monk have?]
do not exhaust strength trying to mend what cannot be mended
no subject
[They...know. They know that no one could cure this ailment, because not even a god could cleanse this putridity from their veins. Not even breaking the Cell that tortured the world with the pestilence, poisoning the blood of the planet itself, could ease its deadly grip around their heart.]
[The Storyteller could not. The jackal could not. What hope would one monk have?]
do not exhaust strength
trying to mend what cannot be mended