Lord of Girth
Cademimu SectorPhaeda System
Phaeda
Sleeping in cryostasis takes a long time. Many eons can go by with just a shut of your eyes. I dreamed of my life before having to escape. My parents, Zayne and Jarael, wanted us to live in a better time. The Mandalorian wars, and the Jedi Civil war was too great for them to let us live. We were to stay within these chambers until a thousand years later where we would be able to wake up and find one another. Help each other to overcome our loss of our parents. Xander was not yet old enough to have the responsibility to take my fathers lightsaber. However, neither did I. It was to go to his son. He even said so himself. However, I was to have my mothers lightsaber. The one she crafted later on after her use with Exar Kun's.
I dreamed of being able to use the golden bladed lightsaber. I dreamed of seeing my brothers face once more. A while ago I felt as though I was being moved. I started to wake up, and could hear muffled noises of men. However, I soon fell back into a sleep.
Once more I began to dream of the time when I played with my little brother. Space ships flying around and shooting down one another. He would tell me the model and how it was impossible for the one that I had to shoot down his. I didn't care. I still played with him. I dreamed of a time when both of us would stand up for what is right. Him being strong and powerful, as myself leading the charge with him. His fathers blue lightsaber in hand, and my own mothers golden bladed one in my own.
I slept for a long time. Feeling nothing but the emptiness of dreams. I could feel a shifting within my body. I could feel him close. I could feel Xander within my blood. I knew he was coming closer to me. And I had to see him.
I wanted to wake up. He was already awake. However, he felt stronger. Larger than I expected. I guess the time in the cryo chamber did him well. I smiled.
I opened my eyes.