A SOLILOQUY

(A much older Peter, sitting on a dock, reflecting on his life.)

I wonder, did I make the right choices in life? I obtained unimaginable power but has that power brought me happiness? That power brought with it social isolation, though I was never a very social person to begin with. There were only two people I ever really connected with and they both left me. It’s just as well, I was done with them anyway. I used Valentine, or should I say Demosthenes, to rise through the politcal ranks and I used Ender to get recognition of what the Wiggins were capable of. Now they are both on some faraway rock that's infested with the enemy that the entire planet once hated and feared. Though now everyone thinks of them with melancholy, instead of hate, all because of the original Speaker for the Dead. I wonder what would that man have said about my life? Would it have been positive or would he tell of the horrors that lay dormant in my mind? I have never shown my true face since Valentine left with Ender in search of a new world. Or maybe this was my true face all along and that was nothing but a horrid mask. Well, it no longer matters what could have been, all that's left is to see what will happen. Hopefully, it will be...interesting.