Gentle readers. Fall not into despair.

The bard once said that great works of art are never completed, only abandoned. This is true of our tale. They are out there - Paul, and Bob, and the Salamander, and David and Steve and Lin.  In the darkness for us, perhaps, but for them this darkness is well lit indeed.

So rest assured, this pause, this silence, is not abandonment. It is temporary.

The Salamander is at work. Bob is at work. What will be of this? Which of you readers will be unknowingly drawn into their next plays? With that slow pull at the start - just a few satoshi. That ever-widening circle in which everything starts to move, in concert - but no one realizes it until too late.

And what of the ronin? Some of you have already tasted their work since we last spoke. You think they have lingered long at the hearth of their families before returning to the war? Nooo, gentle reader. I could name you a coin that has already gone to page 1 on Bittrex and plummeted again since we spoke last - and it was just a ronin coin, a quick play by two of Bob's foot soldiers.  Some of you readers no doubt profited handsomely. Many of you lost.

They are all out there, on the move in the darkness. Laying traps for you. This is what they do. So take care gentle reader. Until we meet again.