26-04-2023, 10:46 PM
(This post was last modified: 26-04-2023, 10:46 PM by Lord Iezkon.)
Entry 5: Tongue-Tied
A familiar hum would come to live as the darkness was chased away with an image of Annabelle. She had her usual look of her long black hair, which was loose. She had a strand of hair on each side of her face, and on her forehead would be a purple headband, lines interwoven to make it seem like a diadem. She was sitting by a desk once again. She looked calmly at the holo-recorder and started to speak in a calm tone.
"I have contemplated on what I should share and not to this holo-device about my...adventures to Tatooine recently. Yet the words of my Master never leave me...'Do not trust anything, not even me, not even yourself.' Truth rang hard in her words that day. So I will tell what happened, but rather a downscale version."
She straightened up in her seat, looking fully into the device as she spoke.
"After the death of my mother, something within me changed. As a young girl with no education, I thought it was some form of a split personality. A voice would appear and speak out each time I grew really angry or really nervous, a voice that was not my own, a person that did not act like me. I had to deal with 'her' for a number of years. It was only during the task for Lord Saud, based on apparitions, that I first questioned the other me."
"As luck would have it, I had a dream, a vision of sorts that basically informed me that I should return home, return to Tatooine. I brought a friend with me, someone within the Horuset Powerbase whom I could trust with this secret. We ventured forth to Tatooine.."
She paused for a few moments as her head fell slowly, deep in thought. Taking a deep breath, she lifted her head and looked to the device once more with a stern expression.
My friend and I faced many dangers on this journey, some dangers that she even said that she has never seen before. Yet we both survived. We even found a tamed Wompa Rat and called it Cuddles."
She smiled with a soft chuckle.
"Strange I know. Why would two Sith call a rat something like that? And keep it? Regardless, throughout the dangers of my quest, I found my answers. I had learned what was wrong with me, and I truly had no idea that, that was the reason. For safety measures I will not state what it was, what was wrong with me, to protect myself. But in the end, with the aid of my friend, my issue was resolved. I had full control once more, and yet, as I sit here now, I miss 'her'. It is strange...to miss something your loathed for years."
"I wonder what the future holds now with me being along, with me having full control, and being an Apprentice to Aljo. She has been a good Master thus far. Doing her duty to train me, to push me forward in my goal to become Lorekeeper, and now giving me a task that will end with me getting my first Lightsaber. It would seem that it is a good thing that my other self is gone, 'she' was holding me back, and now I am finding my place within the Empire."
Annabelle looked at the holo-recorder a few seconds after she was done speaking, and soon the woman disappeared as she was engulfed by the darkness, and the hum of the device was replaced with silence.