Finale: the consolidation

[pour mon cher, mars 1766]
Tonight I was delivered news of ill.
The beast is now back and feeding on it´s prey.
I´m ready to face the beast and myself.
This time I fight all alone, without his majesty´s absurd masquarade!

(Ambre)
Jéan Luc! My Love!
I hold your heart
(Jéan Luc)
Ambre! My love!
Is this the end?

I call on you spirits, spirits of the damned!
You must now heed my call!
I have the power and need your help!
Deliver me the beast!

Tonight I undertake the last crusade.
The beast shall taste my merciless steel!
I am armed with spells and charms of the underworld.
My senses are strong and so is my will.

(Ambre)
Jéan Luc! My Love!
I hold your heart
(Jéan Luc)
Ambre! My love!
Is this the end?

[pour mon cher, Juin 1767]
The beast is finally dead!

I can´t forgive myself for what´s done. I´m going insane.
No one can free me from myself.
Nemo nisi mors

Finally I will be set free,
through the remorse and love I had for the beast,
the one living inside all of us.
The crystally tears,
when I embrace this all,
my unlife will be vanished,
I am free.

Let my death be not your sorrow,
but praise mother earth for taking me into it´s veins!

After the beast finally disappeared,
vanished all the wolves from the valley...
Even now, if you dare venture into the misty valleys of Gévaudan,
you may hear the piercing howls...
thousands of souls, lost forever...

[Jéan Luc de Monét, letters for my loved and worshipped one Ambre de Ducá]