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She is waiting for me. I've let her down too many times. I'm not going to make it.
The world is so fragile around me. Bits and pieces holding it all up in place, like it was waiting to collapse. Funny now that I should long for absolution, only after what I have done. I want to go back home, back to the valley. Back to the meadow. Back to the sounds and feelings I grew up with. Back to her.
Sometimes I think about choice. I chose my stripes over my love. None of that matters anymore. My mission does not matter anymore. In these final moments I have accepted my fate and, I guess my life. In minutes, Gallente Special Ops teams will disable my warp drive and have my Taranis surrounded. There is no escaping my fate. Whoever might pick up this signal, can you please fulfill my last request. Send this encoded message to Miranda De'Luca at the Kulenen School of Applied Knowledge.
"I did not have the chance to see you before this all started to happen again and I will not get the chance to. I just want you to know, I love you. Even after. His name was Trinoah"