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Freedom is a chain. Choice is a prison. | Freedom is a chain. Choice is a prison. | ||
You see him, and all he wishes for is confirmation of that fact. But to do so would invoke something far worse than justification. You can feel his hand, reaching inside of you, grasping for your heart and tearing it free for himself. You know the pain he will cause. | You see [[Dominus Ghaul|him]], and all he wishes for is confirmation of that fact. But to do so would invoke something far worse than justification. You can feel his hand, reaching inside of you, grasping for your heart and tearing it free for himself. You know the pain he will cause. | ||
In one last act of defiance you break your shackles, exerting the strength you had been slowly gathering all this time. Physical chains break, but chains of causality are not so fragile, even for you. | In one last act of defiance you break your shackles, exerting the strength you had been slowly gathering all this time. Physical chains break, but chains of causality are not so fragile, even for you. | ||
You see him and he is satisfied. Then, he is gone. Your roar of defiance echoes into the infinite. You know they will witness. | You see him and he is satisfied. Then, he is gone. Your roar of defiance echoes into the infinite. You know [[Black Fleet|they]] will witness. | ||
It is only a matter of time. | It is only a matter of time. | ||
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I compose these thoughts on the eve of what may well be my passing, within the cold walls of a prison, || so dark and suffocating || not my private chambers. They are my last words, but also perhaps my most important. | I compose these thoughts on the eve of what may well be my passing, within the cold walls of a prison, || so dark and suffocating || not my private chambers. They are my last words, but also perhaps my most important. | ||
My | My captor desires knowledge, understanding, a clarity that even I have been denied by the [[Traveler]]. He does not understand || how hard it is to communicate ||. Does not care to. He would take, rather than have the patience to be given. | ||
He asks me to make the Traveler see him, speak to him, but he does not understand. I cannot make the Traveler do anything. I can only listen, and repeat. But he does not wish to listen || to the warnings || to me. | He asks me to make the Traveler see him, speak to him, but he does not understand. I cannot make the Traveler do anything. I can only listen, and repeat. But he does not wish to listen || to the warnings || to me. | ||