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Even as I stalk my prey, I fear that I have gone mad. He moves just ahead of me, through the crowd. Pigeons thrash overhead, scattering the sky above the Piazza San Marco. This is Venezia in all her glory. And my prey walks on, completely unaware.
I can feel myself focusing, a drawing- down. I feel the bloodlust rise, my vision sharpen. Adrenalin courses through my veins but Im in control. Such perfect control. That's when it happens.
Madness. Pigeons take flight again and this time its my mind that scatters. I am Ezio Auditore di Firenze.
I am Desmond Miles. I am neither.
I am alive and I am dead.
Al Mualim betrayed me. Abstergo used me. Lucy saved me. All of this is true and none of it is true.
No. I am Ezio, and the man ahead is my prey. There are no dancing sigils in the corners of my vision,
No ghostly woman speaking to me in a foreign tongue. The guards suspect nothing. The Doge in the Palazzo Ducale suspects nothing. In moments his creature will be dead and I will be
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