The familiarity of Lah’mu greeted her like a breath of fresh air.
As she stepped into the open, Kenna’s head fell back, basking in the glory of the crisp atmosphere and the fresh, pouring rain. It was as though she could breathe again, after prolonged suffocation. So long had passed, and yet...
Kenna Upari had never been more bored in the entirety of her life.
Dead set on her foolish vow of ‘defiance’, she’d not slept a wink. She’d not ate either. In fact, she would happily starve before she struggled to eat in front of Stormtroopers, who’d no doubt make a sport of it. Maybe, if she...
“You can walk, that’s all that is required of you currently...”
As you wish, your highness.
Still, her lower lip childishly stuck before the upper. A defeated blow of hot air lifted the strands of auburn, which strayed into her eyes. He was being unfair; she’d been entirely cooperative and no...
“Why did you never go back? Why did you never choose to do nothing, if you desire it?”
“Because it would be like living with ghosts,” she answered him plainly, unsure why she felt the need to confide anything to him at all. This information was of no use to either of them. “Sometimes, there is...
He’d let her lead the traitorous expedition.
What a privilege.
Really, Kenna understood he was extending her more leeway than she had any right to. A series of expressions afflicted the porcelain of her face. Though she grimaced momentarily, and her eyebrows knit close, a slight exhalation...
“You’ve never been to Lah’mu. Have you?”
It was guesswork via his presumption of a collective civilisation. Sitting down on the bench, her head rested back comfortably on the wall. Lah’mu. Her Home. What a strange notion. Kenna fancied that so little would have changed beneath the brickwork of...
As he withdrew, Kenna understood that she’d hit a nerve. So, it was personal, then. And, since Lor San Tekka was not in the habit of affiliating with the First Order kind, she would ransom it had something to do with Kylo Ren’s past. This man knew him, knew something, and that discomforted Kylo...
Kenna was surprised he gave her any answer at all. As abrupt as they were, his breadcrumb words were still a small trail to knowing him more. It seemed like Kylo understood this too. For, as soon as he had spoken, his hand had reached to grasp her. She didn’t move. Either frozen by fear or...
Throughout the galaxy, those who alleged an uncanny parallelism between the Empire and the First Order were not a minority.
A time far before her own, Kenna-Upari had very little experience to compare to. Yet, she’d heard the stories of Vader. She knew of his powers and his tyranny. Who didn’t...
When it came to Kylo Ren, he asked for nothing. Requests seemed entirely foreign to his lips. It was strange to think that others might hold authority above him. He seemed to wield power in a godlike demeanour. A single utter of “let there be light” and she believed he could immediately conjure...
She felt his presence before she saw him.
It was peculiar; a feeling that she’d never had around another. It wasn’t an emotion of any sort, but instead an awareness. She was simply... aware of him, perhaps more than the others. He felt it too, she felt. They shared a mutual awareness. Of what...
Poe Dameron.
Resistance Base, D'Qar.
Not far from the riverbed shaded by vegetation, where the diaphanous stream splashed, where creatures flew amongst the immense viridescence, sat the resistance base.
It was half hidden by eternal greens and no small miracle that they remained undetected...
Kenna-Upari.
Mos Eisley Cantina, Tatooine.
Oases are amidst most desert lands throughout the galaxy.
They burst forth and create verdant spots. A sweet haven, they serve as sanctuary for travellers, often containing villages. Otherwise, travel across the wasteland of burning dunes would...
How is it that you go about defining GOOD and EVIL ?
Are you tormented by memories?
Burdened by guilt?
The fool dreamt of bringing new magic into the world.
But instead,
He created me.
@Lucyfer