Antebellum
(Promises)
Rebel. It's an interesting word, isn't it? Is it a good word? Or a bad word? I've been on both sides of this krethin' war, and the word rebel? It's been both bad and good. And now I'm not really sure what to think. Is any side actually wrong? I feel like neither side is right, that both are just trying to twist the situations to their advantage. I feel manipulated. So I don't know what I'm supposed to do now. I'm not Imperial, and I could never be fully Rebel. I've done too much... seen too much, to make a choice.
The Rebels... There are many secretly rooting for them. They promise a lot to help the galaxy, but... Maybe they're promising too much. Some things just aren't possible. The Empire has promised most of the same things, they've just gone about it differently. And neither side shows any signs of doing what's been promised. We've been thrown into a war with no choice whatsoever. The Empire is a cruel dictatorship, yes, but who's to say we're not better off that way? The Rebellion has promised a New Republic, but what if that never happens? Maybe when the war is finished, we won't have the strength to rebuild. That's all I can see in our future, if the fighting goes on like this. I'm cynical, I know, but that's the cost the the war has come at, for me. I've gotten off better than some. You can live being cynical. I've seen so many people die, hell, I've been the one shooting! Yes, shooting. I've killed. I'm not proud of it, but it's becoming harder and harder nowadays to find someone who hasn't. Because everyone knows that if you're not the one shooting, you're the one lying on the ground dying. It's the sad truth of life now. What are we fighting for? What are we dying for?
Maybe everything.
Or maybe nothing.
Because in the end, a promise is just a promise, nothing but hollow words with twisted intentions.
This will be my last post for awhile, as I'm supposed to give back my borrowed laptop tonight.