[he's a writer. of course this is the kind of thing he wants to know; death can't be changed, but they can affect what comes after it. what's left behind, what's recalled.]
Forty-nine...? At your age? You go through them quickly.
...all right, I think I might forgive you for comparing me to him, before.
[he manages a little faint amusement at that, shaking his head.]
A spectator and recorder-- you're a form of author in your own right.
[not for the first time so far, he wishes they weren't having this conversation now. he's going to have so many questions; there's a lot he knows he'd have liked to talk about, just from this much.]
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Forty-nine...? At your age? You go through them quickly.
[how many names a year is that?]
What does the title mean?
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[wow, that conversation feels like ages ago...]
`The Bookman is a spectator to history, and its chronicler. He records the secret history of the world and passes it on to future generations.`
We're all part of a bigger clan, but the rest of us exist to support the current Bookman. I was supposed to take over his job.
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[he manages a little faint amusement at that, shaking his head.]
A spectator and recorder-- you're a form of author in your own right.
[not for the first time so far, he wishes they weren't having this conversation now. he's going to have so many questions; there's a lot he knows he'd have liked to talk about, just from this much.]