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Proverb 16:18 tells us that pride goeth before destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall. I have no fear of falling however, for I harbour no dread of ever reaching heaven or rising beyond my place at his feet.
I once felt pride standing at his side, a feeling that was reinforced over the period of many years as his notability grew and I was introduced as trusted friend and colleague to the world's only consulting detective. That was long ago though and my place in his life and the chronicles I write have altered dramatically since the days when we first shared rooms.
Most of what I share with the reading public scarcely scratches the surface of our relationship but I doubt my readers would understand why I no longer feel shame or dishonour when I kneel before him and worship his body as I had once the artefact's of my ancestors.
We shall surely burn for all eternity but I for one have no wish to change or seek redemption. Pride can be found in all endeavours I have discovered, including those things that are not sanctioned by the law and must be for the sake of respectability hidden from view.
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