Short story: ThoughtsI'm sitting on the ground in the sith temple. My eyes are closed. It's cold. It's dark. I was still shocked from the fight with HIM. I thought HE was my master.
I thought HE was my friend, but even the best friends can become the worst enemies. I have learned that many years ago and now I have learned it again.
It's difficult to believe what happened. I wish that this just would be a bad nightmare, but it isn't. It's real. Even when he called my name. I saw HIM in front of me. Anakin. We laughed. We came back from one of these several missions. I heard how HE called me Snips again. Formerly I hates it when he called me that. Now I wish HE would calls me that again. I miss HIM. Now HE has gone. Now there's a deep black hole inside of my heard. And in HIS one's. I'm sad. I'm angry. I have left HIM. Was it a mistake? Was it right? I don't know. HE was the only one who always stood behind me. Always. Now there is just Vader and the empire. There is just darkness. I can feel it. Should I fi