Fate now rolled along with the roulette wheel, clouded by the dark side were Xarielle's thoughts. Her skin had grown cold with sweat, it looked as if she had been sick for ages as her complexion began to pale. Her hands gripped the TIE fighter's yoke she began putting Imperial bypass codes and checks. Getting through the Empire's space with ease as Avacyn called out to her, as the dark side continued to remind her that she was never going to be worthy of the Jedi. The Jedi lie but the Sith were open about who and what they were. From Mygeeto head to Glee Anslem and finally Virgilla VII. Worlds of Sith and Ren, worlds of the dark side as echoes of the Sith Code came through her mind.
Peace is a lie.