My life's flame is flickering; that candle has burnt brightly, but the wick nears the end. And when I, Ana, the last of Percales' so-called heroines enter the afterlife, then, my friends, then what will you remember of us? Percales has much to say about how we stopped the Mycean threat. Yet, despite my pride in what I did for you, I have grown uneasy over the years. For a wall of
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