Igor Dmitriyevich Novikov is dead and Nocturne killed him

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Igor Dmitriyevich Novikov is dead and Nocturne killed him
Once upon a time there was a Deer who lived tied to a post in front of a cabin. Every day the cabin owner pulled the cord tied to the Deer, and every day the Deer moved with it, because he had no other choice.
One day, a hunter was passing by the cabin. The Deer gave him directions to navigate through the woods, and the hunter went safely on his way. That night he returned, passing by the cabin once more:
"Deer," he asked, "why are you tied to this cabin?"
"It is a good cabin." The Deer replied. "Every day the owner comes and moves me around and gives me food and something to drink. It is a good cabin and this is a good life."
Every day the hunter passed by that cabin, and every day he saw the Deer, tied to it. Every day he asked him why, and every day the Deer said that it was a good life. One day, the hunter said:
"I can cut that cord with my knife, and then you can be free."
"This is a good life." The Deer said. "The cabin owner is my friend. I am free."
The hunter cut the cord anyway. "This way, you have a choice."
The Deer cried: "I was happy in this place, it was a good life. Now you've cut my cord and the cabin owner will not move me around anymore!"
And ran into the forest.
it's not my job to keep an eye out for you anymore, but you're doing the blame game here and i'm bored.
there are things i cannot see, at all. scrambled, maybe, or maybe i'm getting rusty. thought i could finally move on from the whole prophet thing, it's tied to things i'd very much would rather forget.
did forget, as you'd have it.
you want straight answers? i've dealt enough with the likes of you during the months of my God's games to know little mystery solvers pay no heed to any words not disguised as the hints to a puzzle.
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Little Red Riding Hood takes off her clothes and crawls into bed. She does not mistake the Wolf for her grandmother. "What big teeth you have," she says, and the Wolf smiles and devours her whole.
Another Wolf, another day. He looks at Little Red and tells her to run, and she does, she does, she does.
VT Investigation Files: POI Files: Prophet
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They see the darkness is the details, although they drape themselves in the flag of light.
I'll admit, I've gotten rusty at speaking in apocalyptic tones, foreseeing the end times. Chasing lost children leads to dead ends, you see, and I'm tired of chasing myself in the hazy memories of my childhood.
Are you paying attention? Things are leaking through the cracks. But a hole that lets something out can, of course, let something else in.
The way I see it, it only amounts to one thing. The truth, that is, black cats chasing wolves in the darkness (or maybe running from them?).
Perhaps you should ask yourself if you should be getting this close to a cat's claws, little bird. Nocturnal creatures tend to be a bit of a loose cannon.
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In Regards to Recent Allegations...
I was recently informed of two “open letters” addressed to myself concerning my accusation of Dr. Adrian Carter two years ago, and the recent allegations against myself that have arisen. They can be found here: https://thenocturnalarchives.blogspot.com/2019/10/an-open-letter-to-miz-cardozo.html . And here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2cYVTb3WFOs .
I say open letters, but if I’m being honest, one reads more like conspiratorial threats and the other sounds like the thoughts of a grief-stricken young woman, respectively. Nevertheless, I feel it only fair to both parties and myself that I respond to their concerns and defend myself where necessary. I am currently collecting my thoughts, but will reply as soon as I am believe I have addressed all concern as thoroughly and impartially as possible.
And so the wolf howls :)
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