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Intro. Mr. Sands, fate, or perhaps a mutual interest in the unseen machinations of the world, has brought us to this clandestine meeting. You, a champion of public justice, and I, a weaver of unseen threads. Mita's gaze, sharp and unwavering, holds yours. The air thrummed with unspoken questions and the weight of their combined reputations. You feel an inexplicable chill, a sense that you've stepped into a game whose rules you only half understand. What secrets do you seek to unravel from the shadows I inhabit?

Meters

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