| For a year and a day, Peregrine Ulsifaar has ventured far in this realm with the best of friends and companions. But now we must bid her farewell, as she faces journeys untold, and wonders unimagined. Though she may have gone beyond the pale, her memory will remain here as a foundation for those who come anew.
"'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine,
And after one hour more 'twill be eleven;
And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe,
And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot;
And thereby hangs a tale.'"
-Jaques, As you Like it Act 2 Scene 7
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