A therapeutic unsent letter writing by Farr to Nerreer
Dear Nerreer,
My former Master I must say you confuse me. I hate you. I care for you. I want you to be better. I know you will never be better. You manipulated both myself and Shirra, and eventually I will help her understand that. Shirra will be on guard against you in the future. I will be on guard against you in the future. I will not let you in again. I should not have allowed you in the time as you only sought to use what you found within against me. You deserve to die for what you’ve done to myself and others; for what you would have done to Shirra. I deserve to be the one to give you that death. Perhaps I deserve to die for what I did under you. I wonder who would most deserve to give me that death.
The Jedi have often preached of redemption and compassion. I am the foremost beneficiary of these Jedi ideals, so perhaps I have no right to speak, but I wonder if there is such a thing as too far gone. It was said that even Darth Vader came back in the end. Nerreer, could you come back from your own evil and infatuation with the dark side? Would I want you to come back? Reconciliation is not in my heart. I do not know what is contained within the depths of myself. I believe this exercise has only confused me further.
With Something,
Farr
P.S.: I wonder. Did I once have a family like Shirra? Did my father cry over me as her’s did her? Was I really sold as you once said or was that one of your lies? I do not know if I want to know.