To the one who lingered in the shadows

So, I see you’ve made it to the end. I wasn’t entirely sure you’d find your way back out but here you are—perhaps a bit paler, perhaps a bit more hollowed out than when you began.

I truly hope the air within these pages wasn't too gloomy for you. Or… was it? There is a certain comfort in the dark, isn't there? A strange sort of warmth that only a fever can provide. If the ghosts I’ve conjured here decide to follow you home, do try to be a gracious host. They’ve been lonely for a very long time.

Sleep lightly, if you can.

sincerely— H.G.