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And the page, did you bring the page? Ah, give it to me. If you could find it in yourself to return that page to me, here in D'ni, I could go to Myst and bring justice to my sons for what they have done.

Oh, I pray that you believe my story above the lies my sons have told you. You, my friend, can bring that page to me. Of course, I could return to Myst, except that they removed a single page from my Myst Linking Book I cannot return without that page. they used their own mother-oh, my dear Catherine-to lure me here, to D'ni. I had no idea to what extent their greed had progressed. They begged me for access to those Books, and I, of course, denied them. Of course, they did not know the Books were traps. Their imaginations went wild they dreamed of riches and powers. I had not told them about the red and blue Books.

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I gave them free rein to the Books perhaps it was not wise. My sons, Sirrus and Achenar, we had many journeys together. But I had no idea my own sons would be entrapped. I wrote those books to trap overgreedy explorers that might stumble upon my island of Myst. Oh, but the red and blue books, those were different. It's an art I learned from my father, many years ago. I wrote many Books-many Books that linked me to fantastic places. I fear you've met my sons, Sirrus and Achenar, in the red and blue books on Myst Island, in my library. Where should I begin? Perhaps my story is in order. Oh, I have many questions for you, my friend, as you, no doubt, have for me. Who the devil are you? Don't come here to D'ni-not yet.Oh, and erase this message after you've viewed it, just to be safe. Oh, and don't worry, Catherine, everything will be fine. You shouldn't have to use the Books until I return, but if you've forgotten the access key, remember the tower rotation. Oh, I should have known better than to have left my library unchecked for so long! Well, I've removed the remaining undamaged Books from the library, and placed them in their places of protection. Catherine, it's one of our sons! I suspect Achenar, but I shouldn't jump to conclusions.

Catherine, my love, I have to leave quickly.I know my apprehensions might never be allayed, and so I close, realizing that perhaps the ending has not yet been written. Still, the questions about whose hands might one day hold my Myst Book are unsettling to me. I have tried to speculate where it might have landed I must admit, however, such conjecture is futile. It continued falling into that starry expanse, of which I had only a fleeting glimpse. I realized, the moment I fell into the fissure, that the Book would not be destroyed as I had planned.My apprehensions might never be allayed, and so I close, realizing that perhaps the ending has not yet been written.