Three thousand years, and yet the same petty grievances circulate like spice dust in a windstorm. I sometimes wonder if I should have just let the chaos happen. But then I remember the Golden Path requires a steady hand... even if that hand is slowly becoming more scale than skin.
Is it just me, or does everyone seem to think that "stagnation" is a sin, rather than a necessary shield against extinction? Anyway, watching another Duncan try to "rebel" against my latest decree.