Jeela took a deep breath, smelling the air of this new world, Voss, that she had never heard of before. Strange, how many planets there truly were, and how even after visiting so many, there were more she had never heard of. But such was the universe, and such was the Force that brought her here, leading her to pick one starship over another, hopping from planet to planet, unsure of the purpose for which she was being led.
She raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sunlight before stretching out for the Force, letting it dance and whirl through her, pointing her in one direction. She adjusted her hat and pack and began walking, skirting around ruins and her feet wandering towards whatever path the Force led her on.
So on she walked, and time passed as it always does, measured by the rotation of the world around the sun, and the sun's slow but measurable rotation in its star cluster, and the cluster's rotation around the galaxy. She saw none of these grander time pieces of course, but she could feel them far off beyond true comprehension. The planet rotated once, twice, and then three times, with Jeela stopping only once for a bit of sleep, wrapped up in her worn out coat and using a heavily patched pack as a pillow. Within hours though, she was up and walking again, watching as the world shifted from the dark to the light, serenely and smoothly. So unlike sentient beings.
She paused, surprised, at the structures she saw ahead. She stopped, ready to divert around, but no, the Force nudged her along, leading her to walk warily forwards, reaching out with the Force for whatever might come next.
She raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sunlight before stretching out for the Force, letting it dance and whirl through her, pointing her in one direction. She adjusted her hat and pack and began walking, skirting around ruins and her feet wandering towards whatever path the Force led her on.
So on she walked, and time passed as it always does, measured by the rotation of the world around the sun, and the sun's slow but measurable rotation in its star cluster, and the cluster's rotation around the galaxy. She saw none of these grander time pieces of course, but she could feel them far off beyond true comprehension. The planet rotated once, twice, and then three times, with Jeela stopping only once for a bit of sleep, wrapped up in her worn out coat and using a heavily patched pack as a pillow. Within hours though, she was up and walking again, watching as the world shifted from the dark to the light, serenely and smoothly. So unlike sentient beings.
She paused, surprised, at the structures she saw ahead. She stopped, ready to divert around, but no, the Force nudged her along, leading her to walk warily forwards, reaching out with the Force for whatever might come next.