A letter arrives by post for Doctor George Cannaver at the Palais Todesco three days after he takes up residence there. It is scribed in an unsteady hand, as if done by someone who was shaking or ill. The paper has an oddly homemade quality to it and the ink is a rusty red in color. On it is a single poem, easily identified as "Eagle, A Fragment" by Tennyson. The poem was written in the 1830s but not published until 1851.
He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ring’d with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.