Sheet music - letters home.

[Amara]

Another set of notes have been compiled by the acolyte privately known as Val Lirose. Should anyone try to play the notes or feed them into a machine that plays such things they'd be greeted by a pleasant enough melody. That may or may not remind them of a summers day spent doing happy things. Like playing fetch with your akk-dog. Or chasing your sibling on a beach.

The truth hidden beneath the surface is much different:

Brother...

I am bloodied - the war rages on on Bon Sor. Or whatever this muddball is called - planetary coordinates place it in the middle of nowhere. The previous major battle I spent running munitions to the defenders of the sorry excuse of a town we have occupied. The name reminds me of something out of one of those frontier flicks you so enjoy.

But last night was different. Full scale battle, yours truly was in the thick of it. I wont lie, it was scarier than anythhing I've ever done before. But at the same time -- I understand now the look father gets whenever he drilled us in the use of a blade. That.. vacant expression. Like he wants to do more. But something stays his hand. The thrill of it once the adrenaline hits, the rush.

It was terrifying, but at the same time -- never have I felt so focused as I did back there. 

That voice though -- did you hear it!? The sound like.. like old gravel falling from a height. Telling us we are force sensitive.. no news to me, really I knew that already. But did you hear it? Please tell me you did, you could join me - we could.. together we could be great. Greater than Lilly.. Violet -- maybe even greater, with time, than Lord Azalea..

Dangerous thoughts but.. maybe, if you did hear it. Please get back to me brother - I miss you. How's mother? I know her heart isn't what it used to be and.. well she did not take my leaving well.

I think of you all, constantly.