"You sought out to learn, and I twisted your fate into something I can discern. My dream of a intellectual perfection turned into a dream of imperfect proportions. I don't know where my apologies lie, but I know they won't uphold for nothing in this wicked world lasts forever - not even your troubles." The puerile teen vocalized to the elevating brigades, his eyes of stygian, he stung of deject. "You may continue, but this is as far as you go."
In other words find out for yourself