11 Jan 2022
She’s pretty much given up, going on the defense, fighting with no other goal than survival. It’s getting harder not to sink into her grief and anger, not to let the voices that have been whispering at the edge of her awareness since she landed on this awful planet convince her to give in, and let it guide her. And then, all of a sudden the force sings in that beautiful, clear voice she hasn’t heard since her days at the temple, and leads her forward, hands her a lucky shot on a silver platter.
or, what if Ahsoka won on Malachor
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28 Jun 2021