Thanks to everyone who reviewed the first Dark Night instalment

Thanks to everyone who reviewed the first Dark Night instalment. I really appreciated it. J

I'm Afraid the rest of Dark Night is going to take awhile to finish. Since I want to work seriously on my Novel and I'm going back to school on the 6th. So here's just a little bit more of it. Sorry it's so short. This is before the other Journal entry. Tell me what you think.

Enjoy

JOURNEL ENTRY 01:45

Palpatine, the trusted adviser of Queen Amidalla, spokesman of the people, Sith. That came as such of a surprise to the people. There he was under the Jedi noses and they couldn't even see him. To caught up in their rules and regulations to notice the darkness around them.

Part of me all ready knew about him but I didn't want to say anything. I was watching it as you would watch a holomovie, waiting to see what would happen at the end. I stood waiting as a bystander, and then I became involved.

PAUSE IN ENTRY

REASTBLISHED 01:55

I had stepped out onto the balcony for awhile. The night air had surrounded me and refreshed my senses. Nights like these sometimes set me at ease but sometimes had the other effect. Remorse would come over me as fast as the dawning of the sun, unstoppable. Regret for what I had done, what I had left behind. But it wasn't true remorse just a fleeting emotion. Life as a Jedi would never have worked out for me I knew that. So

I chose to be trained as a Dark Jedi instead.

I was amazed at first at the power I held but that too began to bore me after awhile. I grew restless just as I had with the Jedi. I grew restless and Palpatine grew angry. He, the thought of this makes me want to fling my datapad across the room, established Skywalker as his right hand instead.

I felt the metal of my lightsabre, my green one, a memory came back against my will. I was sparring in the Temple with another Jedi, a friend. It was going on for along time when I suddenly rushed forward and knocked her of balance. She broke her arm. I was criticised for using anger. It didn't mean anything to me then but now I knew it was the beginning of my turning.

I feel a metal prod, am I ever alone with my own thoughts? I guess not.

JOURNEL END 02:15

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