Akio Diachi
For it was All but a Dream
Kinooine. It was a rocky, strange planet.
The Force here was imbued with a strange essence that the Chiss had not felt many times before. Here, the legends say, the great Luke Skywalker had once walked and defeated a foe of great renowned. Akio Diachi had heard his masters tell the legend before. Here the Force had drawn him, here the Chiss had been summoned, here he would find yet another journey that the Force wanted him to tread in the life it had set before him. His destiny was a winding road, he never knew what lay beyond the next turn. But Akio trusted the Force to guide him when he got there.
His glowing red eyes, dazed as they appeared to be, looked over the barren world as he walked along, thinking these things. Some were afraid of their destiny, however, he craved it. Destiny is not a thing of the future, nor a destination; it is a lifestyle.
Akio took great comfort in this. He felt a taint of pity at those who were not on the path of their destiny, or those who worried and fretted over their lives. How miserable their existence must be, he though.
Onward he walked, with steady slow steps, slowly towards a deep valley. Stone walls rose on either side of him, and the Chiss could feel himself being pulled through it. The gorge went on for miles and miles ahead of him, but Akio was not worried. The journey itself was what mattered, not the destination.
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The Force here was imbued with a strange essence that the Chiss had not felt many times before. Here, the legends say, the great Luke Skywalker had once walked and defeated a foe of great renowned. Akio Diachi had heard his masters tell the legend before. Here the Force had drawn him, here the Chiss had been summoned, here he would find yet another journey that the Force wanted him to tread in the life it had set before him. His destiny was a winding road, he never knew what lay beyond the next turn. But Akio trusted the Force to guide him when he got there.
His glowing red eyes, dazed as they appeared to be, looked over the barren world as he walked along, thinking these things. Some were afraid of their destiny, however, he craved it. Destiny is not a thing of the future, nor a destination; it is a lifestyle.
Akio took great comfort in this. He felt a taint of pity at those who were not on the path of their destiny, or those who worried and fretted over their lives. How miserable their existence must be, he though.
Onward he walked, with steady slow steps, slowly towards a deep valley. Stone walls rose on either side of him, and the Chiss could feel himself being pulled through it. The gorge went on for miles and miles ahead of him, but Akio was not worried. The journey itself was what mattered, not the destination.
[member="Stardust"]