from the personal library of Hubert and Marisse
may the Eight watch over them and their child, Alain
may the Divines protect us all
The Divines are a lie. There's no one watching over us. Our baby is dead, the food is gone, and the bears are at my door. I saw Hubert killed right before my eyes. I'd rather die peacefully than be torn apart.
There's naught left to drink but poison. May my soul be released from its suffering.
Goodbye.
— Marisse
This contains personal commentary on Divine inaction rather than the actual contents of the book.
Not to be confused with Nine Commands of the Eight... or Nine Commands of the Eight Divines