Apple
SWRP Writer
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- Apr 1, 2014
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Summoning. Few times in one's life are they ever able to meet someone with a truly opposite personality. A fierce enemy may still stop to appreciate the same color one favors. There are however the set few that get the chance to meet one's perspective opposite. They also find that staring into that ironic reflection long enough allows that reflection to stare back into them. One will never know how affected they were by someone or something until they are truly gone.
Determining. Ye who have been summoned here. Allow yourself to make new memories, for they are all the sweeter once they are gone.
Fearing. This planet has always been beautiful, though mysterious in a way that one will always be unwilling to question. The dual moons in the sky were almost ever present as one sought to take the place of the other. The atmosphere kept the planet in a state of ever constant twilight. As if one sought the sky to burn, it was an ever present orange with no end in sight, with only blue piercing the heavens in the opposite direction. Dark Sith found themselves at peace while the Jedi would find their passions higher than normal. The feeling was interesting.
Do'Rak, the tall and dark skinned acolyte of the Sith stood with his head down, eyes closed contemplating his thoughts. They were undisturbed despite all he had been through, and the planet itself was what kept his thoughts smooth and clear, unclouded by hatred. The Korun, his face adorned with red tattoos that shined in the light found that his amber eyes glowed a little dimmer in this undying, ungrowing light. He could sense that he was not alone, and he found himself not threatened for once.
Memory always fades.
Determining. Ye who have been summoned here. Allow yourself to make new memories, for they are all the sweeter once they are gone.
Fearing. This planet has always been beautiful, though mysterious in a way that one will always be unwilling to question. The dual moons in the sky were almost ever present as one sought to take the place of the other. The atmosphere kept the planet in a state of ever constant twilight. As if one sought the sky to burn, it was an ever present orange with no end in sight, with only blue piercing the heavens in the opposite direction. Dark Sith found themselves at peace while the Jedi would find their passions higher than normal. The feeling was interesting.
Do'Rak, the tall and dark skinned acolyte of the Sith stood with his head down, eyes closed contemplating his thoughts. They were undisturbed despite all he had been through, and the planet itself was what kept his thoughts smooth and clear, unclouded by hatred. The Korun, his face adorned with red tattoos that shined in the light found that his amber eyes glowed a little dimmer in this undying, ungrowing light. He could sense that he was not alone, and he found himself not threatened for once.
Memory always fades.