18.01.2013 в 22:21
Пишет Эл:ac spoilers ahead
“It struck me, when the bombardment began and I began to pray Charles had made his escape, that this might be my final journal entry; these words, my last. I hope that Connor, my own son, will read this journal, and perhaps, when he knows a little about my own journey through life, understand me, maybe even forgive me. My own path was paved with lies, my mistrust forged from treachery. But my own father never lied to me, and, with this journal, I preserve that custom.
I present the truth, Connor, that you may do with it as you will.”
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URL записи“It struck me, when the bombardment began and I began to pray Charles had made his escape, that this might be my final journal entry; these words, my last. I hope that Connor, my own son, will read this journal, and perhaps, when he knows a little about my own journey through life, understand me, maybe even forgive me. My own path was paved with lies, my mistrust forged from treachery. But my own father never lied to me, and, with this journal, I preserve that custom.
I present the truth, Connor, that you may do with it as you will.”
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