"Thank you, Mr. Roth, I'm glad that it meets your approval," Josephine replied mildly, a light smile alighting on her features. "As for the end of the announcement, it is the latin form of 'who dares, wins'. A reminder that action is required, rather than the patient, but ultimately useless faith that God will solve anything for you. Now, don't mistake me, there are times when all we can do is trust to Faith, for no matter how hard we strive we cannot control every eventuality, just as we cannot avoid death by the sun, but there is a vast, wide valley between submitting to the fact that some things will escape our control and abandoning our agency due to lethargy, misplaced faith, or fear. I'd name it the Valley of Death, but perhaps that's overly dramatic. For most, it would simply mean a very, very boring existence.
"I'm sure that's something one could never accuse you of, Mr. Roth, being aligned with the Carthians in this city," she observed, a sable brow arching with unasked questions.
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