But perhaps he’s more like Prospero in The Tempest, who used his magical gifts to bring about a resolution in which virtue was rewarded, evil punished but then forgiven, and all made well by a man of honour who had the good sense to break his staff and bury it fathoms deep. Prospero was cruel, deceitful and harsh in pursuit of what he saw as the greater good, but he managed a satisfactory resolution to the story before his departure:
this rough magic
I here abjure, and, when I have required
Some heavenly music, which even now I do,
To work mine end upon their senses that
This airy charm is for, I'll break my staff,
Bury it certain fathoms in the earth,
And deeper than did ever plummet sound
I'll drown my book.