“The only memories I could muster were all attached to something I’d rather forget. The future was an unpromising unknown, and I could only look to the long-dead past for comfort, but it seemed as though there was not one unsullied moment to grab onto. I had spent my life in the shadows, facilitating my own and others undoing, taking on nearly any dark task that came my way, every action a means to an end, the end being oblivion.”
