Nothing-- whatever had brought a small measure of life for a portion of time to this age-old hall had died, as a fire might fall to ashes, its flames unfed.
Otherwise, that was pretty much it. I know from much suffering of my own that it is terrible to get back a manuscript, but it is not fatal, or i should have been dead a great many times before i was thirty, when the thing mostly ceased for me. Prepare to alter course to coordinates i will supply you.