Entry Number 050603A
"With a heavy heart, I announce to the present members of the finest soldiers here.." I started, looking up as I felt a quiver in my throat. I can still feel the empty and dead silence that filled my ears as I heard only my voice echo on the stage. "Commandant Brendol Hux of the First Order passed away this morning after three months sickness. He was undiagnosed as the illness he was suffering from was of an unknown nature."
Showing that I had a soul could be a fresh start for the people who saw me for the first time here. They would trust me and see me as an ally and not as a leader, but someone who they could confide in. I believed that it would benefit if a few tears were spilled even if they were not honest. After all, when were the Hux's honest?
"It's a tragic day for our troops who lost an incredible commander and a great mind." I looked up, bringing a gloved hand to touch at the tears who were threathening to spill. For some reason I did find some sympathy inside of me to show that I cared for the pig and even I wasn't sure why. I took in a shaky breath and continued, letting a free tear go down my cheek. I was sure I had whitened to the colour of a towel from anxiety. "It is a tragic loss for both my father and me to see him go so early."
I hoped I was doing the correct thing.
Showing that I had a soul could be a fresh start for the people who saw me for the first time here. They would trust me and see me as an ally and not as a leader, but someone who they could confide in. I believed that it would benefit if a few tears were spilled even if they were not honest. After all, when were the Hux's honest?
"It's a tragic day for our troops who lost an incredible commander and a great mind." I looked up, bringing a gloved hand to touch at the tears who were threathening to spill. For some reason I did find some sympathy inside of me to show that I cared for the pig and even I wasn't sure why. I took in a shaky breath and continued, letting a free tear go down my cheek. I was sure I had whitened to the colour of a towel from anxiety. "It is a tragic loss for both my father and me to see him go so early."
I hoped I was doing the correct thing.