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Old 03-17-2011, 01:15 PM   #4
Revan sama
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Current Game: Mass effect.
Almost feverish as my heart beat faster, I had no idea what that feelings was at first.

The habit of averting my eyes, your ambiguous replies, and your laughable lies.

All of those have meanings.

Master Kreia...

Did you know?


Despise of all your sins...

...I would die even to the thought of you not being by my side.

Star wars knight of the old republic : Lost colors : Kreia's version

Those countless white lights create a place of beauty we don't deserve.

After our passage, nothing was left.

Like there hadn't been anything from the start.

All traces of life were completely erased.

The abundant fresh blood, the several Jedi corps.

We were Jedi renegades after all. The council wouldn't accept that.

In modern society, a Jedi who wasn't part of the Jedi under the Jedi Council was nothing more than a criminal. A criminal who taint his hand for his own justice.

Whoever become a hindrance will be removed.

No better than a Sith.

Jedi or Sith.

What's different?

It's a duty that erases everything like there wasn't anything from the start.
Countless lives erased from the universe, to create a world of a beauty that we, who are stained with blood and responsibility, don't deserve.

And yet...

He, in this white space. He just stand here with no shame. Like he was here from the start.

He possess the innocence and the naivety I have long lost.

He has one thing that can win over the white of the snow and can't be drowned in a sea of blood. It is his own believe, stronger than anything else.

And it would be because of that, the council would erase all I stood for. They would see him as a something too dangerous. And since it's a 'tradition' to not kill a prisoner, they will deprive him of all his power. They can, they will.

He look upon me with such untainted eyes, such strong trust he put in me.

I may be blind, but I am no fool.

It terrify me.

To possess such knowledge on his feelings is like having the heart of the force in my hand.

His heart...

This heart of his, that doesn't show any fear of being wounded. He entrust his heart to me.

I may taint my heart, my hands, my whole soul.


His feelings...

Even if we cross seas of fresh blood.

His feelings won't lose to the white of the snow.

And that scare me more than anything.

The more the difficulty, the more the glory.
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