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Log #357 Read: tl.gd/n_1sopolf

Taps table. Oh, what the years of isolation have done to this man.

Please, and I ask this earnestly, be silent.

Hm.

How did I manage to spawn such a tiny child? Neither Joselyn nor I are quite so... Small.

As it turns out... Even I can go grey.

Oh, the green thing is alive. Pity.

Belial, for example.

There are certainly worse parents than me.

|| 👁️👁️ I am viewing you.

|| Shakes my old broken circle squad awake. I know it has been like (checks watch) 4 years but come back

Another day begins.

Adorable.

My wayward wife has come home, I suppose shacking up with a werewolf has lost its lustre.

Is your method of coping to ignore the truth? Tsk, tsk, daughter.

No, Clarissa. I am not. Your brother and the Herondale boy are proof of that.

If only your opinion held value. That's quite alright, there can be no success without failure.

Yes, and what a pretty display that was. How sorrowful for your mother and Lucian. I do like to subvert expectations.