Serys of Selvaris
The alarm resounded throughout the tiny, weather insulated tent. It would've startled Ran had she not already been awake. She was silent and still, and the alarm had not broken her concentration. Her mind was fixed on the future, on why the force had led her to the sparsely-inhabited and backwater planet that was Naalol. Whatever answer her mind's eye searched for went unnoticed. It was ironic really. All the years she spent with her mind on the future and she never saw it coming until it was upon her. For as strong and skilled as she was in the force, she had little talent in future sight, aside from the immediate threat of danger. She was no seer, but she never let that stop her from trying.
Finally, she rolled over in her tent and silenced the alarm to begin her day. Exiting the tent was an entirely new environment. The tent was warm and protected from the world outside, but as soon as she opened she could feel the biting wind and the icy chill the blizzards and mountains of Naalol provided. Ran bundled up against the weather and broke down her campsite. It had been precariously perched on the side of a narrow and overgrown mountain pass, about two-thirds the way to its peak. The Jedi Knight's path would only become more narrow and more precarious as the force urged her to summit. She would accomplish that goal in a few hours. She'd be at the top of Naalol's highest point in the midst of a blizzard but for what? Ran wouldn't question it. She'd listen to her instincts and the force as she so often did.
Ran left her tent and most of her camping supplies on the pass. She had a feeling they wouldn't be coming back down with her. It was an ominous feeling but she found it easier not to fight her feelings. Marching up the mountain was difficult, climbing was even worse, but she continued up the mountain because it was where she was meant to be.
She marked the passage of time and distance traveled by the tink of her lightsaber against her coat's many zippers and pouches. Her pace was steady and so was the tink's sound. The tedious task also kept her mind from the increasing danger of heights, the increasing speed of winds, and the sheer volume of snow that the blizzard added to the mountain range. It was dangerous and took some time but she made it to the summit.
With a deep and chilly breath, she inhaled the thin mountain top air. Dawn was approaching and the light creeping through gaps in the blizzard made the scene sublime. It was a sight so divine and simple, but impactful. A writer would use metaphor and simile to speak of its beauty, Ran was no writer and believed there was little she could compare it to. If it hadn't been so cold she would've let herself weep in admiration of it.
Suddenly Ran felt the wind begin to stir. The light was swallowed up as clouds began to thicken. The crack of dawn resembled night. The white of snow illuminated the mountaintop still. Ran heard the snow shift in the distance behind her. It came from the opposite side of the mountain that she had. It sounded like another person. Was this the reason she was here? She wondered. To meet this other soul. As she questioned the force hit her with a wave of incredible malice. Its source was unclear. Was it from the other person, the planet, the weather, or was it a vergence in the force itself? Ran would find out soon.
snap-hiss
She activated her lightsaber. Its white glow cut through the dark and radiated off of the white snow. As the stranger would summit they would see it and her. A Jedi ready to defend or attack. Ran wondered if they knew and if not, what would they think?
Finally, she rolled over in her tent and silenced the alarm to begin her day. Exiting the tent was an entirely new environment. The tent was warm and protected from the world outside, but as soon as she opened she could feel the biting wind and the icy chill the blizzards and mountains of Naalol provided. Ran bundled up against the weather and broke down her campsite. It had been precariously perched on the side of a narrow and overgrown mountain pass, about two-thirds the way to its peak. The Jedi Knight's path would only become more narrow and more precarious as the force urged her to summit. She would accomplish that goal in a few hours. She'd be at the top of Naalol's highest point in the midst of a blizzard but for what? Ran wouldn't question it. She'd listen to her instincts and the force as she so often did.
Ran left her tent and most of her camping supplies on the pass. She had a feeling they wouldn't be coming back down with her. It was an ominous feeling but she found it easier not to fight her feelings. Marching up the mountain was difficult, climbing was even worse, but she continued up the mountain because it was where she was meant to be.
She marked the passage of time and distance traveled by the tink of her lightsaber against her coat's many zippers and pouches. Her pace was steady and so was the tink's sound. The tedious task also kept her mind from the increasing danger of heights, the increasing speed of winds, and the sheer volume of snow that the blizzard added to the mountain range. It was dangerous and took some time but she made it to the summit.
With a deep and chilly breath, she inhaled the thin mountain top air. Dawn was approaching and the light creeping through gaps in the blizzard made the scene sublime. It was a sight so divine and simple, but impactful. A writer would use metaphor and simile to speak of its beauty, Ran was no writer and believed there was little she could compare it to. If it hadn't been so cold she would've let herself weep in admiration of it.
Suddenly Ran felt the wind begin to stir. The light was swallowed up as clouds began to thicken. The crack of dawn resembled night. The white of snow illuminated the mountaintop still. Ran heard the snow shift in the distance behind her. It came from the opposite side of the mountain that she had. It sounded like another person. Was this the reason she was here? She wondered. To meet this other soul. As she questioned the force hit her with a wave of incredible malice. Its source was unclear. Was it from the other person, the planet, the weather, or was it a vergence in the force itself? Ran would find out soon.
snap-hiss
She activated her lightsaber. Its white glow cut through the dark and radiated off of the white snow. As the stranger would summit they would see it and her. A Jedi ready to defend or attack. Ran wondered if they knew and if not, what would they think?