Ignatius
A N A R C H Y
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The Forest moon of Endor
Little furry people ran all around me. The Ewok's village that I was moving around was full of the little creatures known for their big lips and small stature, and most of all, the little cuteness aspect of being a little puff ball. I tried to hold back a tear as I would see images of my sister Jasmine, laughing over the plush doll that she once had of these little creatures. I always thought it was stupid for her to have dreams of seeing them all one day. But now that I was carrying that very same plush doll,, only dirtied and the fur sticking together from years of grime when she had first gotten it. With a shaking hand I put it back into the book bag that was resting on the speeder I had borrowed from the Local Fringe Confederacy outpost about 17 kilometers back. Vaulting my leg over the speeder I decided to move to the next village.
Starting the speeder up, I thought I could hear something that moved with the wind. A voice of the Magics within the Galaxy. Pressing in on my mind with a feeling of... calmness, and serenity. I swear that it was the voice of my sister, whispering to me, "I am here, come find me." I saw that nothing else heard the whisper. I turned into the direction where I could almost feel a faint pulse of life within the forest. Something was pulling on me. Wanting me to see something. Putting the speeder into gear, I zoomed off into the distance.
Each second that was I swerving around a multitude of trees, and letting the wind rush past my face, or the smell of the bark on the trees that surrounded me as though the forest was an army of people older than time, I was thinking of Jasmines face and what it would look like when I would find her. when I would see her. I hoped that all my efforts would be to find her again, and even just to hug her for one second, would make all this work and pain that I felt go away.
The Forest moon of Endor
Little furry people ran all around me. The Ewok's village that I was moving around was full of the little creatures known for their big lips and small stature, and most of all, the little cuteness aspect of being a little puff ball. I tried to hold back a tear as I would see images of my sister Jasmine, laughing over the plush doll that she once had of these little creatures. I always thought it was stupid for her to have dreams of seeing them all one day. But now that I was carrying that very same plush doll,, only dirtied and the fur sticking together from years of grime when she had first gotten it. With a shaking hand I put it back into the book bag that was resting on the speeder I had borrowed from the Local Fringe Confederacy outpost about 17 kilometers back. Vaulting my leg over the speeder I decided to move to the next village.
Starting the speeder up, I thought I could hear something that moved with the wind. A voice of the Magics within the Galaxy. Pressing in on my mind with a feeling of... calmness, and serenity. I swear that it was the voice of my sister, whispering to me, "I am here, come find me." I saw that nothing else heard the whisper. I turned into the direction where I could almost feel a faint pulse of life within the forest. Something was pulling on me. Wanting me to see something. Putting the speeder into gear, I zoomed off into the distance.
Each second that was I swerving around a multitude of trees, and letting the wind rush past my face, or the smell of the bark on the trees that surrounded me as though the forest was an army of people older than time, I was thinking of Jasmines face and what it would look like when I would find her. when I would see her. I hoped that all my efforts would be to find her again, and even just to hug her for one second, would make all this work and pain that I felt go away.
