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Your Eyes Can Decieve You

Connor Harrison

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The Northern Plains
Voss, Voss System
After surviving Hell, where better to retreat to than Heaven.

For Connor, the only place he knew for peace was the plans of Voss; home to his Silver Jedi.

The crisp morning light was perfect to walk in, and it helped clear his head and let him gather his thoughts. He didn’t want anything today in the form of answers, he just wanted to feel normal and alive and human after the nightmare he had come through recently.

He wore just his combat trousers and vest, adorned with a small rips and cuts, and his wounds were on show. He didn’t care. He needed to feel the air on his skin to make sure he was still human.

Wildlife called around him in the far forests, and the babbling brooks broke up the grasslands. The might waterfalls and bridge linking the Temple from where it stood atop a cliff could be seen from where he walked. Connor always kept the mighty Temple in sight wherever he was, a reassuring sight to him. The sky was blue, the grass was dotted with colourful flowers and the Force was bristling around the Rogue Master.

But now, he wasn’t really a Rogue Master; he was just Connor.

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Sun. After so many travels, the girl had finally come somewhere where she could feel the light rays of warmth on her skin, calmly stroking her and reflecting from her wavy hair. She was 21 years old now, about six years had passed since she had started living her own life. Yet she still hadn't gone anywhere near the Silver Jedi space. It was one of the few factions she had never been to, even though it was one she had a friend in.

"Seeyeh, you will have to behave better this time. What you did last time was just horribly wrong. If you keep denying my orders, I will have to find another astromech. Why can't you be more like Ciarre?"

The girl took some steps on the soft grass of Voss with bare feet, so that she could feel everything on the ground. The cold touch of dirt, slightly warmer -- yet a little bit moist -- green leaves surrounding her feet, and then the peaceful little yellow light on her legs which compensated for all the cold she was feeling.

The astromech beeped a little bit. He was upset.

The girl didn't care about it.

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