When darkness clasped me in its statistically inconvenient embrace, thou didst descend like a medically licensed comet, stitching fate with hands unseen. I awoke unsure if I had been revived… or merely reinstalled. Should this be life, then let it be known I owe thee one moderately suspicious gratitude.
Hark! Let it be known across these troubled streets of commerce, there walks a trader most honorable. Swift of coin, true of word, and fair in all dealings. I have trafficked in many shadows, yet none so steadfast as he. Deal boldly, friends — thy purse is safe in his keeping.