{"id":82,"date":"2009-03-15T22:39:25","date_gmt":"2009-03-16T02:39:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=82"},"modified":"2009-03-15T22:39:42","modified_gmt":"2009-03-16T02:39:42","slug":"vong-war-annals-no-turning-back-3122009","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=82","title":{"rendered":"Vong War Annals – “No turning back” 3.12.2009"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 All the long way to Coruscant, Marcus Leslye Wyler III barely slept. When he closed his eyes, his dreams were filled with darkness and pain, rage and fear. He would awaken trembling and wet with sweat, cursing his former master for leaving him when he needed him most; for not being there at his first and most crucial test that ended with his sister being taken by the Vong; for abandoning him a second time and shattering his hope for guidance and salvation, especially after his brush with the Dark Side; for treating him like an obligation when Les looked up to him as a hero.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 An obligation he could wrap up and turn away from as though he meant nothing to him. Perhaps he didn’t.\u00a0Foolish were the visions he\u2019d entertained of joining him on quests for justice around the galaxy, the two of them fighting back to back, sabers flashing, beating back the forces of darkness.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 If he didn\u2019t think I was good enough for that, why did he knight me? To be rid of me so he could get on with his life? He didn\u2019t know it, but I saw, at those moments I would slip up in my training and his mood was less guarded and he would come down on me so hard – the resentment burning behind his eyes.\u00a0
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Then the anger would rise in him again like tears of grief that just wouldn\u2019t seem to go away.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I\u2019ll show him. I\u2019m as good as any Jedi \u2013 if Jedi\u2019s are good. What do they know anyway? What does Jinx know?\u00a0
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He rode on waves of rage until he arrived over the city-planet that was Coruscant. It was then, with the patterning of innumerable lights wrapping around the dark side of the planet and the traffic zipping this way and that like hornets around an enormous nest, that he suddenly felt so very small and very much alone. He had never done anything like this, carried a whim this far, taken the Stormcrow off this far alone. For a moment he stopped and considered what his mother would say about what he was doing; what his father would think about him taking the Stormcrow without permission; of how he would appear in the eyes of his sister, who worshipped him. He almost turned the ship around.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 But he didn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

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\nSkyy<\/p>\n

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