Ambrox Gallat
A meeting placed between worlds and time where travelers garbed of foreign lands weave their yarn and whine. Their stories are long and dull and pass way into the night upon this ship where the light of stars falls bright. So it goes on with laughter at others expense and silence for that which is deep and touching. Finally the stage is passed to me the most revelrous of the lot whose breath is not touched but sopped with drink my laughter rang high at them those fools and the ache I felt for holding still. Their glares pressed firm onto my back waiting impatiently for I the hack. "Truly it is an honor to whom I share my experience brought on by pain most strenuously bared. I've lead a hard life I will admit. Please I implore excuse my occasional fits for disaster has struck me not once but twice which leaves me to respect others as if their fates had been naught but cast by die interesting yes but nether-less shy."
"I was born in the heart of home yes my friends Coruscant where all roam from. There I was raised like any pleb scrapping with children in the gutters and fearing those bad men. You know the ones who come in the night to take you away as an expense paid for protecting your families heads." Among the crowd the people stirred and whispered no doubt familiar with the grand planet's unsightly blister. "Yet I escaped what might have been called cruel fate due to my father's father disgust at looking upon us in such decline like we were but dust. So now where streets had once been my home blessed isolation took it's hold raising me above the dirt and scum in a haven where I turned numb. Indifferent I was among the rich even the last stirrings of my mother's breast did not cause a twitch of sorrow or compassion for love ones held I have truly now encompassed my grandfathers shell..."
The crowd gathered as they were felt unease at this strange mans words yet still remained captive to the darkened tale. " Disaster struck once though completely missed the next one brought on by war and business spent. My assets crushed a legacy of lies the pages of man became intertwined. The paper stops no trail to follow my grandfathers book must've been one of sorrow where he fell I'd soon follow. So I fled to here I am before you now fugitive of both home and house my debtors knock shall lay me out. Does this not explain my merriment others sorrow for I am neither lent nor borrowed."
All grew quiet at tales end for truly this man's odds were thin. "Truly sir do you speak truth?" Poised as those words were towards his honor a strange chill gathered to those who wondered as the man spread his smile from cheek to cheek. "The tale is naught as it would seem for it inflicts no cruelty onto me and surely that is a lie based on my morals do you not see how my flesh is shambled. Does not my joyous face show in spite of lay that I am a man of rapture not of fate?" Thus the crowd stirred in anger repulsed by his joy they struck out and sought to overcome his sepulchral words with fist and noise. "Take it how you will I fear not. My joy is struck in everlasting hate now have at you mongrels I'll seal your fate!" Darkness formed and fed by their pain last they saw was his face a fickle thing waxed with delight sent them coaxed into everlasting night.
I am happiness in the face of sorrow the flesh that withers is neither pained nor borrowed. Drank I have from ambrosia of man when one became two and sorrow struck the lands. I act as I would a god enjoying all and enact punishment by lot not thought as it was. For chaos is the world of Gods for we are Man and we know no wrong.
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