Shepherd: "I have considered the idea that I might be mad. You know, just utterly insane."

Twilight: "Oh? You have?"

Shepherd: "Yes. For all I know, I'm lost in the woods. Dying of dehydration. Imagining all of this. A last delusion before my mind goes. Or I'm lost at sea. Under the sun, losing my mind."

He sighed and leaned back.

Shepherd: "A world like this? Has to be the fevered imaginings of a madman."

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