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Lights spilled over Theed.
Starships in the sky.
People in the streets.
People wishin they could fly.
Tycho on the precipice.
Toes on the edge of futility,
Arms spread wide.
Should he learn to fly?
No, he wouldn't fly,
It was a fall,
like his heart
when she took it all.
Gone, and what for...
In light of the circumstances surrounding my visit to Ansion, I think it's appropriate that I keep a journal. Not for my sake, but in case something was to happen to me or to the data I've collected. This journal might serve as a guide for whomever might take over whatever case I'm working on...