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"Klaus. . . " I managed, ". . . thank you. For everything."

He was still smiling.

"Luther." He murmured, in what would prove to be the last breath that would ever escape his lungs. "Know that I loved you."

And then I was holding nothing. Just the tall, statuesque form of an honored Amurescan Admiral, dead on the deck of his ship.

- Excerpt from 'Heretic' - Chapter 1
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