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Dear Lux
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Complete, First published Feb 14, 2017
Dear Lux, 

I'm not sure why I continue to write you these letters. It's not like you're ever going to read them, anyway. I guess it gives me the closure I need. Sometimes, I wish things were different. If I weren't a Jedi, maybe we could've had a future together. I don't know. I'm probably just dreaming too much. Maybe we'll see each other again soon. I hope so. If not, when will I get to tell you how I feel about you?

With love,
Ahsoka


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Broken No More: Luxsoka

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Under editing (I wrote this like two years ago and this is trash, so I'm gonna try to fix it. PROLOGUE: Alone. No allies. No friends. No family. No order. No jedi. No clones. No war. No Anakin. Alone. It's been a while since I left the order, then returned to bring Maul to justice. A while since rex and I escaped Order 66. Since I've seen Anakin. Since Emperor Palpatine rose to power. Four months to be specific. It's been difficult, living in the slums of coruscant. I've seen too many things, indured too many things, for someone my age. I'm only nineteen, and I've endured war, death, illness, violence, poverty, and corruption. All I know is evil. I've been called many things. Commander. Padawan. Jedi. Lil' Soka. Snips. Young one. Friend. Enemy. Ahsoka. I don't use those names anymore. I'm a nobody now. A slave. An outsider. I don't eat anymore. I don't fight anymore. I don't do anything jedi anymore.