flaring his cloak with a snap, he strode into the woods, spine straight, fists clenched. He stopped just inside the forest, Fiona and the shuttle both within eyeshot, and shouting distance. He sat down cross legged, and placed his hands, palm up on his knees. Allowing his gaze to center on his sister, and go unfocused, he began to breathe, concentrating on her mantra, making it his own as well.
There is no peace, there is anger.
There is no fear, there is power.
There is no death, there is immortality.
There is no weakness, there is the Dark Side.
I am the Heart of Darkness.
I know no fear, But rather I instill it in my enemies.
I am the destoyer of worlds.
I know the power of the Dark Side.
I am the fire of hate.
All the Universe bows before me.
I pledge myself to the Darkness.
For I have found true life,
in the death of the light
"yessssss......... i am the fire of hate..... all the universe bows before me...... i am the destroyer........ death of the light........ i am the destroyer, and the death of the light."
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