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Thank you Tori! 🫶🏻
From part 3 of “Crossroads”:
Most of the clones had considered Kamino their home, but he’d always hated it. Its destruction didn’t bother him half as much as the hard realization that things could never go back to the way they were, no matter how hard they tried, and the clones’ days with the Empire were numbered. Every day, more and more, he saw it, feared it, felt it: the imminent expiration of their purpose. It was part of the reason he’d fought so hard to show the Empire his worth, to avoid becoming redundant, or worse- obsolete.












