Fin

-It is my own poison. I will dwell deep within the chambers. I'm subject to the the errors I have made. I'm doomed.

The ferryman must be paid, all debts must be amounted to. I shall reap what was sowed. I wish I could present this more subtly, inviting even. It is what it is. The masquerade only fools so many. One cannot fool itself, but can put on a quite spectacular display.