Disclaimer; I don't own Knights of the Old Republic.
Written for mah Beta. Merry Christmas, Des~
Thanks to Zeta for Beta-ing.
Sight
Did she see me?
Days filled with teaching, with learning, smothered in a fatal hope.
Did she know?
I was careful. I watched myself. I let her view me as I was, but I didn't let her truly see me.
Could she tell?
It was a twisted sort of faith I had in her. She embodied all my hopes. She was a miracle. A miracle I would have died to preserve.
Had she realized?
I watched. I waited. I hid. From her companions. The ones unable to help me. To understand what I wanted.
Unable to make my dream be realized.
Had she predicted this?
But now it is time. Time to act. To flee. There are preparations to make. Battles to orchestrate. Deaths to plan.
Will she care?
So I leave, and I know she will follow. She will always follow, because she is a fool.
She believes she can 'save' me.
She will never realize that her form of salvation does not apply to everyone.
She will never realize that I have already been saved.
So she will face me.
And perhaps now, she will see what I truly am.