Scene – Liboman, the Dishonest, stands upon his ivory tower. He looks down upon the destruction his own actions have wrought upon the land. Aghast, he beholds the approach of his enemy, TheVoteren, sovereign of the wide world.

Liboman, the Dishonest – Shall we not take council as we once did? Shall we not have peace? Can we not both admit that we all erred, and that our errors were made in haste, but in good faith?

TheVoteren – We shall have peace… We shall have peace when you answer for the burning of the livelihoods of good people! When you answer for the children who cannot read for want of schools! For the grandmothers who died alone on the altar of the foul god OrangeManBad while their families watched from afar! We shall have peace when you and your pious mumblings of forgiveness and kinship hang from a gibbet for the sport of your own thugs!

TheVoteren spits upon the ground to wash the taste of bile from his mouth.

TheVoteren – Then, wizard, shall we have peace.

End Scene

With all apologies to Peter Jackson and J.R.R. Tolkien.