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 Greetings and happiness to Cesar Nostradamus my son. Your late arrival,
Cesar Nostredame, my son, has made me spend much time in constant nightly
reflection so that I could communicate with you by letter and leave you this
reminder, after my death, for the benefit of all men, of which the divine
spirit has vouchsafed me to know by means of astronomy. And since it was the
Almighty's will that you were not born here in this region and I do not want
to talk of years to come but of the months during which you will struggle to
grasp and understand the work I shall be compelled to leave you after my
death: assuming that it will not be possible for me to leave you such writing
as may be destroyed through the injustice of the age. The key to the hidden
prediction which you will inherit will be locked inside my heart.