LR 4.10.044 {p} As the sheer ruin.

4.10.040 ‘Good-bye, master, my Good-bye!’
4.10.041 And then he dark.
4.10.042 He had not last.
4.10.043 ‘I’ve made up done?’
4.10.044 As the sheer ruin.
4.10.045 ‘If only I taken.
4.10.046 Only a few caught.
4.10.047 Now the flicker on.
4.10.048 The world changed, him.