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KUANA
The pulsating rhythms of the prison’s energy barriers filled the air as I navigated through the serpentine corridors.
This wasn’t just any prison.
It was a place where the galaxy’s most feared and misunderstood came to find either redemption or damnation.
I wasn’t a pit-fighter or a traditional warrior.
I had discovered a different kind of strength, and it was that strength that landed me in this prison.
Entering the quiet chamber, I felt a sudden hush.
A small group of inmates sat in a circle, their faces a mix of desperation, hope, and curiosity.
These were beings from all walks of life, from deadly assassins to white-collar criminals, each grappling with their inner demons.
I began, as I always did, with a simple greeting. “Welcome to the circle of inner peace. Here, you’re not defined by your past, but by your potential.”
Taking a deep breath, I encouraged everyone to do the same. “Breathe in the hope of a new beginning, breathe out the past’s regrets.”
The sessions were a blend of meditation and emotional therapy.
My aim wasn’t just to help these prisoners find peace but to help them harness their emotions, turning them into tools rather than weapons.
Today’s session was special.
The topic for the day was ‘Adaptation: Embracing Change.’
“Life,” I began, “is an ever-shifting mosaic. Every change, every challenge we face, is an opportunity. But to seize it, one must adapt. Not just outwardly, but from within.”
I saw nods of agreement, recognition in their eyes.
Most of these inmates had seen and experienced more than any being should.
Their mistakes, however grave, were often the results of an inability to adapt to situations, leading to poor choices.
As the session progressed, we delved into exercises that challenged perceptions, helping them reshape their views on their past actions.
We talked, we shared, and slowly, walls began to crumble.
One by one, hardened criminals began opening up, discussing their regrets, their hopes, and most importantly, their desire to change.
A massive, muscled creature from Fiktara’s belt, known for his brutal strength, spoke of a family left behind.
A swift-footed thief from Vega whispered of dreams crushed too early.
Each story was a testament to the power of circumstance and choice.
In these circles, I saw reflections of my own past.
My actions, though not malevolent, were driven by unchecked emotions.
Had I possessed the knowledge and control I now had, perhaps my life would’ve taken a different trajectory.
I wouldn’t be imprisoned, teaching others the path I wished I’d known earlier.
But regrets weren’t productive.
