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Nous jouons un rôle de médecin. Nous identifions les symptômes, recherchons les germes et nous traitons les maladies qu’elles viennent de l’intérieur ou qu’elles soient dues à une contamination extérieure. Donc plus nous tardons à reconnaître une maladie et plus il est difficile de la soigner.

I share my dreams with ghosts.

La hache oublie, mais l’arbre lui, se rappelle.

I can’t swim.

Never more than twelve.

ONE WAY OUT!

I’d rather die trying to take them down than die giving them what they want.

- Et vous sacrifiez quoi vous ?
- Le calme, la douceur, les relations humaines et l’amour. J’ai renoncé à l’espoir de connaître la paix de l’âme et j’ai fermé mon cœur à la lumière. Je partage mes rêves avec des fantômes. Je me réveille tous les matins pour jouer un scénario que j’ai écrit il y a quinze ans et qui n’a qu’une conclusion : Je suis maudit pour ce que j’ai choisi de faire. Ma colère, mon ego, mon incapacité à céder, mon… mon envie de me battre, tout cela m’a mis sur un chemin dont je ne peux plus m’échapper. Je rêvais d’être un sauveur, un rempart contre l’injustice sans réfléchir aux conséquences, et quand j’ai enfin baissé les yeux je ne reconnaissais plus le chemin que j’avais pris. Alors vous me demandez ce que moi j’ai sacrifié ? Je me suis condamné à utiliser les méthodes de mon ennemi, pour le vaincre, je me prive de ma conscience pour offrir un avenir aux autres, je me prive d’une vie aujourd’hui pour assurer les lendemains que je ne verrai jamais de mes yeux. Et mon ego qui est à l’origine de tout ce combat n’aura jamais ni miroir ni foule reconnaissante, pas la moindre étincelle de gratitude. Vous me demandez ce que moi je sacrifie ? Je sacrifie tout ce que j’ai ! Vous restez avec moi Lonni, j’ai besoin de tous les héros que je peux trouver.

I’ve learned from Palpatine. I show you the stone in my hand, you miss the knife at your throat.

- I won’t have peace. I’ll be worried about you all the time.
- That’s just love. Nothing you can do about that.

Power doesn’t panic.

There will be times when the struggle seems impossible. I know this already. Alone, unsure, dwarfed by the scale of the enemy.
Remember this, Freedom is a pure idea. It occurs spontaneously and without instruction. Random acts of insurrection are occurring constantly throughout the galaxy. There are whole armies, battalions that have no idea that they’ve already enlisted in the cause.
Remember that the frontier of the Rebellion is everywhere. And even the smallest act of insurrection pushes our lines forward.
And remember this: the Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear.
Remember that. And know this, the day will come when all these skirmishes and battles, these moments of defiance will have flooded the banks of the Empires’s authority and then there will be one too many. One single thing will break the siege.
Remember this: Try.

Tell him, none of this is his fault. It was already burning. He’s juste the first spark of the fire.
Tell him, he knows everything he needs to know and feels everything he needs to feel. And when the day come, and those two pull together, he will be an unstoppable force for good.
Tell him… I love him more than anything he could ever do wrong.

- I’m counting on you.
- You always say that.
- And you always come through.

My name is Maarva Carrassi Andor. I’m honored to stand before you. I’m honored to be a Daughter of Ferrix, and honored to be worthy of the stone.

Strange, I… feel as if I can see it. I was six, I think, first time I touched a funerary stone. Heard our music, felt our history, holding my sisters hand as we walked all the way from Fountain Square. Where you stand now, I’ve been more times than I can remember.

I always wanted to be lifted. I was always eager, always waiting to be inspired. I remember every time it happened, every time, the dead lifted me… with their truth. And now I’m dead, and I yearn to lift you. Not because I want to shine or even be remembered. It’s because I want you to go on. I want Ferric to continue. In my waning hours, that’s what comforts me most.

But I fear for you. We’ve been sleeping. We’ve had each other, and Ferrix, our work, our days. We had each other and they left us alone. We kept the trade lane open, and they left us alone. We took their money and ignored them, we kept their engine churning, and the moment they pulled away, we forgot them. Because we had each other. We had Ferrix. But we were sleeping. I’ve been sleeping. And I’ve been turning away from the truth I wanted not to face.

There is a wound that won’t heal at the center of the galaxy. There is a darkness reaching like rust into everything around us. We let it grow, and now it’s here. It’s here and it’s not visiting anymore. It wants to stay.

The Empire is a disease that thrives in darkness, it is never more alive than when we sleep. It’s easy for the dead to tell you to fight, and maybe it’s true, maybe fighting is useless. Perhaps it’s too late. But I’ll tell you this… If I could do it again, I’d wake up early and be fighting those bastards… from the start! Fight the Empire!

- For the greater good.
- Call it what you will.
- Let’s call it… war.

Tuez-moi… ou prenez-moi avec vous.

UNE SEULE ISSUE !

Who are you?

Mais t’es qui toi ?