{"id":229,"date":"2009-10-23T22:39:10","date_gmt":"2009-10-24T02:39:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=229"},"modified":"2009-10-23T22:39:43","modified_gmt":"2009-10-24T02:39:43","slug":"vong-war-annals-dichotomy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=229","title":{"rendered":"Vong War Annals – “Dichotomy” 10.23.2009"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0There was darkness.\u00a0 Before, there had been fire, and pain, but now there was only darkness.<\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0As Les Wyler sat alone in his room, wrapped in a protective coccoon of power and thinking himself safe to explore the dark emotions inside him, Jedi Master Ion Qel-Droma lay in a coma in Shay Memorial’s hospital.\u00a0 His daughter Crystal sat by his bed, as she had done almost since touching down in the old freighter with her partner, Xander Drake.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And as Les Wyler indulged himself in fear, hatred, and the myriad other emotions he had been taught to shun like all proper Jedi, something happened.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0In the darkness, there was something.\u00a0 Something…darker.\u00a0 He knew he should fear it, but he did not.\u00a0 He had been the scion of Freedon Nadd, the apprentice of Exar Kun.\u00a0 This darker-than-darkness was nothing to him.\u00a0 And yet, it drew him to it.\u00a0 He reached for it, and touched it, and drew its power into himself…and it awoke something inside of him.\u00a0\u00a0<\/em>
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0For an instant, the darker-than-darkness grew, and he could sense it almost smile in its malevolent glee, if it were capable of such an act.\u00a0 And then as must always happen, the darkness begat the light, for one cannot exist without the other.\u00a0 Within him, he felt the light begin and grow, and he felt it push back the darker-than-darkness.\u00a0<\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0But that too felt wrong to him.\u00a0 He was Light and he was Dark.\u00a0 He must be both, or he would be neither.\u00a0 With his left hand he reached for the Dark, curling his fingers into a fist and drawing it into him, letting it suffuse him with its strength.\u00a0 With his right hand, he cradled the glowing ember of the Light, inviting it into him to temper the awesome strength of the Dark as it tried to own him.<\/em><\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The power of being both filled him, strengthened him, and nourished him.<\/em><\/em>
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0He was.<\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The monitors beeped once, twice, and a third time as Ion Qel-Droma opened his eyes.\u00a0 And once again, the old Jedi Master’s presence was felt by those closest and dearest to him.<\/p>\n

\u00a0– Wyv<\/p>\n

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