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These journal entries are all on the short side but I find it easier to write in short bursts. Sorry for the delay between entries. I hope to have the entire story finished soon.
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Dark Night
JOURNAL ENTRY 12:01
I can't turn back time, undo what I have done. Life doesn't give you hope like that and my life died long ago.
I cannot blame anyone else for my turning except me. I can though but it had never led to anything. I turned on my own accord .I was of the life I was leading. Sick of their rules and regulations, what was the point? In fact many were just never had the courage or the sense to do anything about it. Thinking about it now maybe they were right.
Now I find it hard to believe that I didn't turn sooner, that I didn't destroy more lives. I did of course regret it at first when she died but I know now is she had lived it would have just been something else to haunt me.
That cursed lightsabre did enough of that already. But I still kept it, I had to it been the symbol of what I had been, the thing I loathed. Jedi. It reminded me of whom I was.
My meeting with the "Emperor" didn't go well. He can sense my contempt for him. I don't fear him the way that "pet" of his Skywalker does. I serve him because I want too not because I had no where else to turn. It was a step up to power that was my only reason.
I can be such a weak minded fool. Getting in with Palpatine was one of my first mistakes. I knew even he knew I could have easily taken over then but not now. I have let my power dwindle. At least I won't die a withered corpse like Palpatine or a gofer like Skywalker.
What am I doing? I'm still trapped in that burning desert, stranded in that sea swept island. The water is getting higher and I'm tied to a chair. I'm going to die and there is nothing I can do about it. At least I will die fighting and somewhat free.
JOURNAL 12:20
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