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Madam Darkshade Continued

Dear Marah,

You have proved to be quite the clever temptress. Naturally, this is because you have followed through with all that I have told you to do. I heard how tensions rise during their meetings and that the grungy who prided himself in being vital to the health of the ecclessia is now planning to present himself as the bishop. It is to be expected that there will be some resistance, but this is good. Conflict always yields the most rottenness of fruit.

As I mentioned before in the previous letter, this useful tool must be toyed with the idea that everything he is doing is for the ecclessia. Have him feel a slight pride in the way he abases himself. If you need an example, just look to that enemy's own scripture! Did not Simon the Magician feel like it was his moral obligation and humble duty to pursue a higher power? Who do you think planted that notion in him? I have been dancing in the world's ballad for a long time. I know what I am talking about.

For the rest of these grungies, keep stroking the embers of doubt and resentment. I want them to disdain the last bishop for his downfall. Your sister has recently been sent out to try to suppress the bishop's shame in this situation and make him justify what he has done by dwelling on the pressures he received from watching over those bumbling heads. If all goes according to plan, he will hate them with the same hatred they will have for him.

Grungies, they almost never realize the true power that forgiveness and humility holds. I scoff over how much they make of themselves. Always scurrying about like rodents, thinking they are actually making progress in life. They find a crumb here, a morsel there, and in some cockeyed way they feel they are living it up. Well, the traps are set. All we have to do is wait and watch as these foolish beasts trade peace and joy for an unexpected end.

Your Most Radiant and
Shrewd Grandmother,

Madam Darkshade

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