A Man Bound By Nothing Isn't Free
To think that 'twould not be Lady Luck but my own brother to bestow such misfortune upon me. Done me wrong and left here to drown, where he couldn't finish the deed himself. Not only is he a coward, but a useless one at that. Guy, my dear brother, there won't be enough years for you to enjoy the pleasures of growing old nor days for you to make note of the short time you have left for on the stroke of twelve your final breath will take its release.