Revenge Of The Sith
Description
Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General) North American (General)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
This is how it feels to be Anakin Skywalker forever. The first don't of light in your universe brings pain. The light burns you. It will always burn you. Part of you will always lie upon black glass sand beside a lake of fire while flames chew upon your flesh. You can hear yourself breathing. It comes hard and harsh and scrapes nerves already raw. But you cannot stop it. You can never stop it. You cannot even slow it down. You don't even have lungs anymore. Mechanisms hardwired into your chest. Brief for you. They will pump oxygen into your bloodstream forever. Lord Veda! Lord Veda, can you hear me? And you can't. Not in the way you once did. Sensors in the shell that prisons your head trickle meaning directly into your brain. You open scorched pale eyes. Optical sensors integrate light and shadow into a hideous Similac room of the world around you. Or perhaps the Similac room is perfect. And it is the world that is hideous. Pad May Are you here? Are you all right? You try to say but another voice speaks for you out from the vocabulary. Her that serves you for burned away. Lips and tongue and throat pad. May, Are you here? Are you all right? I'm very sorry, Lord Veda. I'm afraid she died. It seems in your anger. You killed her. This burns hotter than the lava had. No, no, It is not possible. She loved her. You will always love her. You could never will. Her death? Never. But you remember You remember all of it. You remember the dragon that you brought Vader forth from your heart to slay. You remember the cold of venom? Invaders, blood? You remember the furnace of Vader's fury and the black hatred of seizing her throat to silence her lying mouth. And there is one blazing moment in which you finally understand that there was no dragon, that there was no Vader, that there was only you. Only Anakin Skywalker. That it was all Hugh is you on Lee Kyu? You did it. You killed her. You killed her. Because finally, when you could have saved her when you could have gone away with her when you could have been thinking about her, you were thinking about yourself. It is in this blazing moment that you finally understand the trap of the dark side, the final cruelty of the city. Because now yourself is all you will ever have. And you rage and you scream and reach through the force to crush the shadow who has destroyed you. But you are so far less now than what you were. You are more than half machine. You are like a painter gone blind. Ah, composer gone death. You can remember whether power was but the power you can touch is only a memory. And so, with all your world destroying fury, it is only the droids around you that implode and equipment and the table on which you were strapped shatters. And in the end, you cannot touch the shadow. In the end, you don't even want Teoh. In the end, the shadow is all you have left because the shadow understands you. The shadow for gives you the shadow gathers you unto itself. And within your furnace heart, you burn in your own flame. This is how it feels to be Anakin Skywalker forever.