It's been a while, hasn't it? Not exactly writer's block, but my muse has just sorta shifted. Anyways, this is probably total crap, I'm just in a writing mood.
We always have choices.
Even when they tell you you don't.
"Luke, Luke, Luke. Don't you see? This is the only choice. Join me."
Join me.
Join me.
Join me.
No!
But a vision came to him, him ruling the galaxy.
No!
So close... Just say yes.
No!
He wanted it so bad.
No!
This isn't me saving the galaxy. This is me destroying it, he realized.
Join me.
I can't hold out much longer.
"Join me, it is your only choice."
"This is a choice, isn't it?" And he plunges the blade into his heart.
We always have choices.