Character
Shmi voice recording, Entry 23
"She ran and ran...I admire the energy of younglings; they never stop. She had no shoes, just a dress that was crafted by her mother. Her hair, a silky dark that reflected light. Some would call her a dreamer, she would stand in the streets of Jordir and go into a daze, where the world moved at a pace so slow that it intrigued her. Innocence."
The Master took a deep breath, as she spoke she vividly recalled those moments. Her eyes shut tightly, and her face frowned up. It was a time where she was happy, but this particular moment she relived was before her first true encounter with unexplainable pain.
"All she could hear was her name being called, they would say "Shmi! Shmi!" Voices that were many. Other children who lived a life of adventure as she did. She soard off to join them and they ran for hours through the streets of Jordir. Her home...The tan little babe jeered with laughter, and innocence. But the fun would end when her mother called..."
The Jedis hand swiftly came down on the datapad to end the recording. Her vivid memory faded to black and she forced herself to not relive that moment. To tell that story would mean to tell it in its entirety and maybe that was best saved for another day when she could process everything she had already resurfaced.
She sighed.
"She ran and ran...I admire the energy of younglings; they never stop. She had no shoes, just a dress that was crafted by her mother. Her hair, a silky dark that reflected light. Some would call her a dreamer, she would stand in the streets of Jordir and go into a daze, where the world moved at a pace so slow that it intrigued her. Innocence."
The Master took a deep breath, as she spoke she vividly recalled those moments. Her eyes shut tightly, and her face frowned up. It was a time where she was happy, but this particular moment she relived was before her first true encounter with unexplainable pain.
"All she could hear was her name being called, they would say "Shmi! Shmi!" Voices that were many. Other children who lived a life of adventure as she did. She soard off to join them and they ran for hours through the streets of Jordir. Her home...The tan little babe jeered with laughter, and innocence. But the fun would end when her mother called..."
The Jedis hand swiftly came down on the datapad to end the recording. Her vivid memory faded to black and she forced herself to not relive that moment. To tell that story would mean to tell it in its entirety and maybe that was best saved for another day when she could process everything she had already resurfaced.
She sighed.