Tome of the Silent Conclave
“Codex of Shrouded Path, Hidden Accord. ”

Unto the right honourable [@HouseOfEtherhail @TheDrysdale @Woncrest]—whose movements through the veiled corridors of consequence have long been noted, and whose presence, like a carefully crafted plot, is only revealed to the discerning eye; as the wheel of reflection turns, we, chroniclers of whispered schemes, offer our rare candour. If in our silent riddles or the retreat of our presence any harm has been done, by words too sharp or absence too cold ; we ask thy pardon.

For even the most meticulous plans may falter, and even we, architects of shadow, are not without error. So, with intent, not ceremony, we offer this: a verse wrapped in the twilight of our designs. May your time ahead unfold in peace, and may all that was fractured find its cipher.

            Even the sharpest plots may falter,
            yet we remain, @HeirsOfMoriarty.