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29-04-2023, 10:02 PM
[right]Entry II: New path[/right]
[justify]The holodevice activated for the second time to record the personal journal of the one Shokû Atrohmia. It ran through the usual diagnostics before the projection of the man came into view. He had some noticeable differences already since the last time.
The boy of barely adult age was bit more fearful, more tense and anxious than ever before. Once again he had huddled himself into a corner of a room somewhere in the academy, but this time it did not even closely resemble the acolyte quarters.[/justify]
”I. I have survived this long. That’s the biggest thought running through my head almost all the time. Survival. Its the only thing that keeps me alive. Its been almost three weeks since I entered the Academy. And it has been more torture than anything.”
[justify]The boy gulped down after coming down with the confession of a lifetime regarding the state he was in psychological standpoint. But strangely enough, even if he was at the verge of spilling the glass and going into total hysteria, his eyes had intensive burn into them and were actually dead on calm. Too calm to be exact.[/justify]
”The training has been cruel. I was in the middle of the pack from the get go. There are dozens that are better than me, and there were dozens that were worse than me. But there are not many any more that are worse than me.”
”They say that person never knows when their time comes. That seems a lie as I doubt I can survive longer than several days in here.”
[justify]The acolyte reached besides himself and brought the book he had shown the last time and opened it several pages further than before. The pen was brought and so the acolyte wielded it as his tool for calming down a moment during the silent sobs from his part.[/justify]
”I’ve failed more often than not regarding the Force. Many of the acolytes can already summon shocks, move things with telekinesis, conjure shields and even hide themselves from the Force. They get all the praise. I hardly can do anything flimsy that could represent the same as their achievements.”
”But I’ve not been without successes apparently. The progress I’ve made have been enough to keep me from dying but as said, it might not be enough. Only two things I’ve received praise thus far and one of them is the physical training and Shii-cho practices. Guess my aunt’s teachings have come in handy.”
[justify]Shokû made a pause and sighed as he focused upon the book’s contents furthermore. The scribbling with the pen continued until there was hushed words of authoritative nature coming and being caught by the recording. Even the acolyte froze until they passed harmlessly.
Then the acolyte turned the page the other way for the device’s lens to see. This time the page was everything but empty. Notes, diagrams, commentary, equations and all sorts of numbers, symbols and letters raced across the two pages presented.[/justify]
”The other thing I’ve gotten praise for is my memory and theoretical knowledge. It seems that what I lack in practice, I’ve gained in theory part. The concepts are easy, the history is easy, the philosophy is… easy.”
[justify]The boy made a pause in between commentary regarding the philosophy. The features upon his face and those gleaming eyes turned a bit hesistant. As if he had made a mistake. But he did not turn the device of as he continued
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”Easy if you realize that you are supposed to repeat whatever you are taught instead of producing your own views that is.”
[justify]The boy whispered to correct himself. The recording almost failed to catch the noise the boy made as he attempted to keep himself from speaking even close to being heard by anyone that happened come by. With the nature of the words it was understandable why the boy did not want to be noticed.
He turned the page of the book backwards to the previous opening. The items upon the paper were not that different from the earlier show if not for the odd picture of his own making here and there. They were artistic, highly so, even if done bit of fast manner. But the visual aid definitely made it clear that there were some rudimentary Shii-cho maneuvers described on the pages.
He turned the page of the book backwards to the previous opening. The items upon the paper were not that different from the earlier show if not for the odd picture of his own making here and there. They were artistic, highly so, even if done bit of fast manner. But the visual aid definitely made it clear that there were some rudimentary Shii-cho maneuvers described on the pages.
But what potentially caught anyone’s eye was the another set of weird symbols in sentence like form at the bottom of the left page. Different from previous but equally out of place along with the aurabesh and Sith writing otherwise.[/justify]
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”These have appeared once again on multiple occasions. Every time I grasp at the Force, they appear into my vision. I have made subtle, indirect inquiries and other acolytes have nothing similar. Nor the Overseers describe anything of such. But one of them noted that it is not unknown for the planet to affect those that are receptive.”
[justify]The boy gulped again as if he had said something horrendous or inappropriate. And when one thought of it, it was quite so. No one really wished to be extremely attuned to the Holy World of the Sith too well. The Sith knew very well that dark side was to be controlled rather than given control to.[/justify]
”They are different from last time, but share some similar symbols. Perhaps I can decode them in time. One curiosity of them is that I do not recall them being written. They just appear in my book and written on my handwriting, but I do not remember ever doing that.”
”But that is of no relevance now. First I need to survive until the death does not loom over myself. This might be my last recording so… goodbye if it is. May the darkness guide me.”
[justify]The Acolyte moved to close the device once again and thus pronounced his features for the camera for the passing second. Where there had been hysteria and sobs of a man ready to give up and die the shameful way, there was none now. Utter calmness has taken their place instead. And then the screen went dark and moment after the device turned off.[/justify]
[justify]The holodevice activated for the second time to record the personal journal of the one Shokû Atrohmia. It ran through the usual diagnostics before the projection of the man came into view. He had some noticeable differences already since the last time.
The boy of barely adult age was bit more fearful, more tense and anxious than ever before. Once again he had huddled himself into a corner of a room somewhere in the academy, but this time it did not even closely resemble the acolyte quarters.[/justify]
”I. I have survived this long. That’s the biggest thought running through my head almost all the time. Survival. Its the only thing that keeps me alive. Its been almost three weeks since I entered the Academy. And it has been more torture than anything.”
[justify]The boy gulped down after coming down with the confession of a lifetime regarding the state he was in psychological standpoint. But strangely enough, even if he was at the verge of spilling the glass and going into total hysteria, his eyes had intensive burn into them and were actually dead on calm. Too calm to be exact.[/justify]
”The training has been cruel. I was in the middle of the pack from the get go. There are dozens that are better than me, and there were dozens that were worse than me. But there are not many any more that are worse than me.”
”They say that person never knows when their time comes. That seems a lie as I doubt I can survive longer than several days in here.”
[justify]The acolyte reached besides himself and brought the book he had shown the last time and opened it several pages further than before. The pen was brought and so the acolyte wielded it as his tool for calming down a moment during the silent sobs from his part.[/justify]
”I’ve failed more often than not regarding the Force. Many of the acolytes can already summon shocks, move things with telekinesis, conjure shields and even hide themselves from the Force. They get all the praise. I hardly can do anything flimsy that could represent the same as their achievements.”
”But I’ve not been without successes apparently. The progress I’ve made have been enough to keep me from dying but as said, it might not be enough. Only two things I’ve received praise thus far and one of them is the physical training and Shii-cho practices. Guess my aunt’s teachings have come in handy.”
[justify]Shokû made a pause and sighed as he focused upon the book’s contents furthermore. The scribbling with the pen continued until there was hushed words of authoritative nature coming and being caught by the recording. Even the acolyte froze until they passed harmlessly.
Then the acolyte turned the page the other way for the device’s lens to see. This time the page was everything but empty. Notes, diagrams, commentary, equations and all sorts of numbers, symbols and letters raced across the two pages presented.[/justify]
”The other thing I’ve gotten praise for is my memory and theoretical knowledge. It seems that what I lack in practice, I’ve gained in theory part. The concepts are easy, the history is easy, the philosophy is… easy.”
[justify]The boy made a pause in between commentary regarding the philosophy. The features upon his face and those gleaming eyes turned a bit hesistant. As if he had made a mistake. But he did not turn the device of as he continued
[/justify]
”Easy if you realize that you are supposed to repeat whatever you are taught instead of producing your own views that is.”
[justify]The boy whispered to correct himself. The recording almost failed to catch the noise the boy made as he attempted to keep himself from speaking even close to being heard by anyone that happened come by. With the nature of the words it was understandable why the boy did not want to be noticed.
He turned the page of the book backwards to the previous opening. The items upon the paper were not that different from the earlier show if not for the odd picture of his own making here and there. They were artistic, highly so, even if done bit of fast manner. But the visual aid definitely made it clear that there were some rudimentary Shii-cho maneuvers described on the pages.
He turned the page of the book backwards to the previous opening. The items upon the paper were not that different from the earlier show if not for the odd picture of his own making here and there. They were artistic, highly so, even if done bit of fast manner. But the visual aid definitely made it clear that there were some rudimentary Shii-cho maneuvers described on the pages.
But what potentially caught anyone’s eye was the another set of weird symbols in sentence like form at the bottom of the left page. Different from previous but equally out of place along with the aurabesh and Sith writing otherwise.[/justify]
”These have appeared once again on multiple occasions. Every time I grasp at the Force, they appear into my vision. I have made subtle, indirect inquiries and other acolytes have nothing similar. Nor the Overseers describe anything of such. But one of them noted that it is not unknown for the planet to affect those that are receptive.”
[justify]The boy gulped again as if he had said something horrendous or inappropriate. And when one thought of it, it was quite so. No one really wished to be extremely attuned to the Holy World of the Sith too well. The Sith knew very well that dark side was to be controlled rather than given control to.[/justify]
”They are different from last time, but share some similar symbols. Perhaps I can decode them in time. One curiosity of them is that I do not recall them being written. They just appear in my book and written on my handwriting, but I do not remember ever doing that.”
”But that is of no relevance now. First I need to survive until the death does not loom over myself. This might be my last recording so… goodbye if it is. May the darkness guide me.”
[justify]The Acolyte moved to close the device once again and thus pronounced his features for the camera for the passing second. Where there had been hysteria and sobs of a man ready to give up and die the shameful way, there was none now. Utter calmness has taken their place instead. And then the screen went dark and moment after the device turned off.[/justify]
Discord:
lord_saltaeon
