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- So, how's it going? Is the crown paying well? Never mind, maybe we won't sink. After all, you don't care about our lives, but you do care about the effort. If you were younger, maybe I could give you some fiery speech, full of silly bravado, about the victory of the power of the spirit and the magic of friendship, but you know, with time... one thing leads to another... It just doesn't work. I don't even know what I believe in anymore. All this talk and social links are meaningless. Today you're smiling, tomorrow they're drowning, the day after tomorrow you get hit in the face, and there you are, eating dust, while he grins, jingling a coin. And you think - if I were stronger and more ruthless, maybe this wouldn't have happened, - he absentmindedly twirls a lighter in his fingers.