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[Jayce]

Jayce struggled for all of a few seconds, before he dropped his beer with a sigh. "Yes, old friend... There is. May not be the biggest, or the most important revolution, but it's mine, and that's something. I don't know how much that is worth to you, but for me... Well... I'm just me, aren't I?" Jayce looked at the arm holding him over the railing, before starting again: "No. You know what? That's the kind of thinking that got me into the Rogues, but that's the kind of thing that gets you killed out here. You can't just go around with your head down, moping; you have to keep yourself up, because we all have a destiny. And mine is here I guess. Either I fall, head hung low; or I survive, head held high, knowing I might salvage some part of my being, and make something of myself."

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