Lord of Girth
It has been a long time. Seems almost too long. I ran because of my stupid attitude and my idea of letting the child have a better life without me. I went in "search for power" when really I was just running away. I kept going and going. Not turning back when I felt I needed to return. I felt as thought something was wrong. I was already sick and twisted. As well as Lexa after Morna's death and our habits. This was a different feeling. A feeling that I needed to fix. Turning my ship around, I came back the way I left. As fast as possible.
I knew of only one location in which Lexa would return. Hoth.
The cold planet was filled with snow and ice. Blowing around like a mad storm fabricated by some god. Standing in the cold, with nothing but a pair of jeans, boots, t-shirt, leather jacket, and a lightsaber on my hip. Walking up to the hut, the lights were out. Reaching for the handle, I stopped.
What if lexa hated me? Which was very likely. What if she opened her arms up to me? I didn't know what love felt like. Sure I had a crush on a girl what seemed ages ago when I was innocent. But now? after I had killed hundreds if not thousands of people? destroyed the lives of that number ten or hundred fold? I would just have to try. Not for my or for Lexa's sake. Hell, not even for Morna. But for the child that was to be born.
He deserved a life. A life I never had. A life Morna never had. Morna made the mistake of running away and staying there. I wouldn't. I will stay for the child, and hopefully, for Lexa, and finally for myself.
I stood there trying to think of the words I would say to her. To Morna? maybe. I needed to find a way to repent for my sins. Maybe by helping this child, I would do that. Even if I was a Sith, and a creation of the darkness, I wanted this child to live a life of his or her choosing.
Opening the door, I waked in...
[member="Lexa Imura"],
I knew of only one location in which Lexa would return. Hoth.
The cold planet was filled with snow and ice. Blowing around like a mad storm fabricated by some god. Standing in the cold, with nothing but a pair of jeans, boots, t-shirt, leather jacket, and a lightsaber on my hip. Walking up to the hut, the lights were out. Reaching for the handle, I stopped.
What if lexa hated me? Which was very likely. What if she opened her arms up to me? I didn't know what love felt like. Sure I had a crush on a girl what seemed ages ago when I was innocent. But now? after I had killed hundreds if not thousands of people? destroyed the lives of that number ten or hundred fold? I would just have to try. Not for my or for Lexa's sake. Hell, not even for Morna. But for the child that was to be born.
He deserved a life. A life I never had. A life Morna never had. Morna made the mistake of running away and staying there. I wouldn't. I will stay for the child, and hopefully, for Lexa, and finally for myself.
I stood there trying to think of the words I would say to her. To Morna? maybe. I needed to find a way to repent for my sins. Maybe by helping this child, I would do that. Even if I was a Sith, and a creation of the darkness, I wanted this child to live a life of his or her choosing.
Opening the door, I waked in...
[member="Lexa Imura"],