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Way of the StrongI agree with everything, only that, we can use fewer words to make a stronger message.- Nova Ka
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Materials and Tech Link ListExcellent compilation of things I need and couldn't find readily. Also showed me things I...- Niki Priddy
8 year before the summerlight gathering on Bellessa
He lay on the ground, his breathing ragged, his muscles beyond sore and his head feeling as if it were going to burst. He sat up and the metallic taste of blood filled his mouth. He tried to clear his mind, to calm his fear. He looked down at...
The crypt was freezing. It was clear that the ground hadn’t felt the kiss of the sun in many centuries. Even though there was a light summer breeze above ground, his breath fogged like it was a harsh winter in the crypt. There was a slight unnatural feel to it all, something that had Brynjar on...
I can't start by saying nothing of myself. This would make no sense without some explanation.
I come from a world that has been oppressed since Sheev Palpatine was Emperor. Our technology level was intentionally stifled and we live with the most primitive of tools at our disposal with the...
Early morning, just before, 'Oath of The Moon'
She loved early mornings on Bellassa.
Having developed the habit of waking up long before dawn while the house beyond yet remained silent, Aelin quietly worked to unlatch her bedroom window and crawl onto the rooftop, sitting with her knees pulled...
“Tell me again about the axe.”
“It was forged for Glwyn, the first Alpha of Clan Threist and legendary hero of old supposedly. The story goes that Glwyn sought the Gods out for a weapon that could be used to maintain peace and protect those he cared about, he wanted a weapon that would last...
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"A DARK PILGRIMAGE" RECORD 06: FUNDRAISER
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Wild Space
12:00 (Shipboard Time)
[ERROR] / [ERROR] / 876 ABY
The mood was a hectic one, to say the least...
A group of vagrants clustered around a fire, craving its heat. At first, Kai kept his distance from them, but it was hard to stay away. After several days spent alone in his makeshift shelter, his peculiar addiction to the memories of others was almost painful, filling him with a persistent...
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All Roads Lead To Tython, Part. II
“Take a deep breath, Cailen,” Master Undara said as he placed a hand on his Padawan’s shoulder.
The boy inhaled deeply, taking in the cool morning air, then exhaled. It was a simple exercise, but one that’s easy to forget when faced with such...
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Four years.
That's a long time. Longer than I figured it'd feel at this point. To clear up, this isn't a Kahlil story or anything. This is about Loss, an article I wrote four years or so back, might actually be three for that article. Hard to tell when 1969 is the year it was apparently posted...
House Io. Renegades. Mavericks.
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Our faction is many things. We are a faction which has immense potential and room for growth. We are seeking to go Major eventually. We craft as friendly an atmosphere as possible. We currently have a "Wide as a puddle, deep as an ocean" approach as...
The twilight bled through the windows and over Melina and her desk. She placed her fingertips to her temples as the stress from the building tension of the crowd outside her palace reached her more than it should. And she showed it more than she should. The datapad to her right showed the...
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Kathause Family Estate on Chandrila - Liedran's Room
Weeks After The Battle of Foerost
Emptiness…
That was all she felt beyond her scarred wrist, from the skeletal frame of a metal hand that extended from the end of her sleeve.
Liedran turned the prosthetic over, the back of the hand facing...
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BOOK OF THE PYRE
On the Nature of Fire
The work is exhausting. I retire from the heat of the forge to close my eyes in rest, only for the stinging smoke to return in my dreams. I see faces when I sleep- the Sith Eternal on Kesh, the Bryn'adul. Raef. The Twice-Emperor. Haxim...
Dear Diary,
I am at a loss. I'm not sure what to do. It's like being torn into two different directions....
On the one hand I have my husband Rex, who cares little about me and more for the Empire. But as King....that is his right. That is his place. While mine is....Well I don't really know...
100 Years Ago
Ysbar was afraid. Amber lash of searing flame, lungs full of acrid smoke. They ought to be afraid, they were made out of meat. Meat cooks, and the flames of the shipwreck around them ached for a cut of well-done meat. The metal around them creaked and groaned under the heat as they...