They say your life flashes before your eyes when you're about to die.
That's proven true for me too many times to count. This time is no
exception. I can't continue to fight Karai, I guess you could say the
ball's in her court right now. I've said all I could, I've done all I
could. If it wasn't enough, then I'll never be able to apologize.
Apologize for trusting her, for letting us get caught...it's not just my life
on the line right now. It's those of my brother and my master.
I can think of three ways this could play out. Worst case scenario, she's like her master and has no conscience. Looking into her aqua-colored eyes now, I'm having difficulty believing that. Best case scenario, she wakes up and realizes what she's being told to do violates everything she is and backs down. Again, looking into her eyes right now, I don't think that will happen either. Those are the two extremes, yes...and I'm sure everyone thinks they're the only two options.
She lifts her sword, I continue staring. I want to squeeze my eyes shut...but something, possibly the honor I've just been speaking of, prevents it. I stare at her...unsure of what will happen but sure in one thing...I can't believe I let it go this far. Standing, hands away from me, I wait...for her to ether come to her senses or for her blow to fall. Regardless...I'm sorry.
I can only hope that what I've said is enough. Even if it isn't...maybe witnessing my death at her own hands will be enough. A moment stretches into eternity...and I just stare, unblinking. The sword comes down...this is it. I've failed my brothers and my master...I deserve this to have so misjudged Karai. Still, I don't look down. I cling to some small strand of hope that she'll stop...
And she does.
The sword is inches from my neck...only for a moment. Our eyes have never broken contact, and now hers look like they're about to fill with tears. She drops her sword, and just stands there, looking confused and alone.
Hun is approaching. I've gone from a physical battle, to a physiological one, and now another physical battle is approaching.
I think our interactions with Karai have shown us something...there are no guarantees. Battles can be won...but will the war ever end?
I can think of three ways this could play out. Worst case scenario, she's like her master and has no conscience. Looking into her aqua-colored eyes now, I'm having difficulty believing that. Best case scenario, she wakes up and realizes what she's being told to do violates everything she is and backs down. Again, looking into her eyes right now, I don't think that will happen either. Those are the two extremes, yes...and I'm sure everyone thinks they're the only two options.
She lifts her sword, I continue staring. I want to squeeze my eyes shut...but something, possibly the honor I've just been speaking of, prevents it. I stare at her...unsure of what will happen but sure in one thing...I can't believe I let it go this far. Standing, hands away from me, I wait...for her to ether come to her senses or for her blow to fall. Regardless...I'm sorry.
I can only hope that what I've said is enough. Even if it isn't...maybe witnessing my death at her own hands will be enough. A moment stretches into eternity...and I just stare, unblinking. The sword comes down...this is it. I've failed my brothers and my master...I deserve this to have so misjudged Karai. Still, I don't look down. I cling to some small strand of hope that she'll stop...
And she does.
The sword is inches from my neck...only for a moment. Our eyes have never broken contact, and now hers look like they're about to fill with tears. She drops her sword, and just stands there, looking confused and alone.
Hun is approaching. I've gone from a physical battle, to a physiological one, and now another physical battle is approaching.
I think our interactions with Karai have shown us something...there are no guarantees. Battles can be won...but will the war ever end?