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When she was done eating, as she did every year, she walked on the thin path through the wild grasses to the modest headstone. She’d never asked Loske, but she suspected the unmarked footpath was a deliberate choice. Most of the property was well-kept; most of it was crops, now harvested as...

Written with the help of the most excellent Ryv SHORT CHANGE Cold. Frost; a coat of white snow, hiding a fire beneath. The heat of her breath became wisps in the clear air. It was crisp in her lungs, yet still she held that warmth of life. For a moment the glaciers ahead were silent. An...

Written with the help of the lovely Ryv Post-Triumvirate Talks VETERAN Auteme pulled out of the embrace. No matter how many times Ryv promised, she’d always be relieved to see him home safe. Only now, back in one of the Coruscant Temple’s meeting rooms, did they have a moment to properly talk...

Written with the help of the lovely Ryv Who reads the news anyways? “I… don’t think you should’ve said that. I know the Sith are bad, but you shouldn’t have… called out Darth Metus, or Srina Talon, just because they’re Sith. I mean, as far as I can tell, they’re more like weird Dark Jedi...

Written with the help of the lovely Ryv . The countdown was excruciating. Korriban. To be headed there, the home of the Sith -- it was no wonder the Jedi on this mission were nervous; afraid. Fear was the path to the dark side and they were headed straight to its heart. Everyone had their...