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Lake Country was quiet, the kind of quiet that reflected one's memories back to them like crystal clear water.
And Efret Farr need that kind of quiet, for she had much to look back upon.
Her encounters with Malva'ikh. Her time as Chief Curator. The relationships that could...
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She had seen this landscape for all that it now was in her dreams.
The ocean lapped up on a beach of glass—some solid, some shattered, all shining with the horror that formed it, as blinding as the setting sun. As clear as if it happened yesterday.
The memories that had been...
Lamont, Necropolis
The Core Worlds
Thelma walked slowly up to the door of her shop, taking in the newly restored facade. Bold lettering proudly announced the name of the establishment: Thelma's Tailoring.
There was no sign of the devastation that had been there just yesterday. A group of thugs...
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Months before Event Horizon
Efret wandered down the vaulted halls of the aviary.
Nirrah, as always perched on her right shoulder, nuzzled her face into the lorrdian's cheek and gave her a series of chattering play bites. It had been more than a decade since Nirrah had seen...
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It was a beautiful day in Lake Country, but then again almost every day was a beautiful day in Lake Country.
On this particular one, a handful of rainbows leapt from the bases of distant waterfalls where they poured into the lake. Nowhere in the galaxy that Efret remembered...
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Like most places in Galactic City, the Stardust Cafe was as busy as ever. And, like most of the people of Coruscant, Efret had gotten used to the devil lurking on their shared doorstep.
Damage from the Dark Empire's invasion had been largely rebuild, a feat that had come over...
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Efret's exit post in RNR: Negotiations Got Aggressive
As a medic treated the scrapes on her palms with antiseptics and bandages, Efret looked over his shoulder in the direction she had come moments before. She had no conception of how long she had spent on the...
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It was a gift too, being able to look at the flower that stood alone in a simple crystal vase on the table as morning sunshine filtered through the sheer muslin curtains.
To enjoy a warm, sweet cup of caf, which was difficult considering the kind of warmth and sweetness she...
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The artifacts from the Coruscant Temple's museum had arrived on Fondor about a week ago, and had been relocated in their packing crates into the decommissioned steam tunnel that had been selected by Efret's team of archeologists. Two of them, Toric and Kili, had stayed a...
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Efret had grown accustomed like the other Jedi who lived in the Coruscant Temple with existing at the precipice of disaster, of another invasion attempted by the Dark Empire. Still, as much didn't make it any less strange of an experience to be in the Temple Archives as it was...
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Efret's X-wing touched down lightly onto the hangar bay's floor. As the canopy opened towards the ceiling on its hydraulic arms, Nirrah hopped from the dashboard and fluttered onto the fighter's long nose. "I know, me too," she commented to the convor. Space travel was taxing...
Tags: Efret Farr
Location: Aboard the Ember
The low rumble of the Ember’s engines was finally a sound Cailen found soothing; until now, it was a constant reminder that the original power converters were long overdue for a replacement, and the growl they made left the boy feeling anxious...
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"Why not?"
Efret ran a hand through her hair before setting her elbow back on the table. She rested her thumbpad and side of her pointer finger on her jawline. Contrary to the thoughtful air that her body language gave, she had decided on her stance some time ago. Perhaps...
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The light of a three-dimensional ping drew both Nirrah and Efret's eyes up from the Jedi's leather-bound journal. Efret shuffled her hands—picking up her dominant wrist, closing the left leather cover and then right flap, and placed her pencil down on the table nearby.
At the...
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Efret sat at the edge of one of the constructed pools in the meditation gardens, her legs pulled up towards her chest and her wrists resting over her knees. No one had come into this particular grove to join her yet in the few hours that she had been out here.
She knew she...
In the streets of Tmol, just as it was in the streets of many other cities, and in the cropfields and pastures and on each rolling, wild hill of the countryside, the gods were dead.
But below the streets of this particular city, in an underground aqueduct, the gods were known to yet live.
This...
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Connel would receive another text-only missive to his gauntlet's datapad just a few weeks after he had received the first. This one read,
It was raining hard in the capital on the day that Connel arrived to meet with Efret for the second time. Just outside of the city, the...
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It was lunchtime.
Actually, it wasn't. It had been an hour ago. Efret missed it, but she was eating now, and wasn't lunchtime whatever time you managed to have it?
Now she sat on a stack of cargo crates turned towards two flights of stairs that led up to the capital city...
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"What are you doing, Toric?"
The Kessurian male looked over his shoulder at Efret and Nirrah. He was kneeling in front of an open cargo crate, and was taking items one by one from a pile he had created nearby and packing them into the box: tubes of nullification resin...