Shade Magus
Jan 12th, 2005, 08:01:56 AM
Shade walked down the desolete road of the planet Tatooine, sand flying up and into his face with every step. Soon a storm would roll in and would force him into shelter, quite unfortunate since shelter was nowhere to be seen. He gave a weak smile as he continued onwards into the desert. In an hour or so he would be coming up upon some rocks that would provide him enough shelter should a sandstorm actually arise, but even as he thought it the winds changed ever so slightly.
Maybe not today afterall, he thought as continued onwards. He really had no reason for being on this desolate planet, but he was still here.After more than three years he was retunring to his father's resting ground. For what he still could not answer.
Soon he would be passing the rocks near the house he was born in and stayed until his father's death and they had been forced to move to Eden with their freinds, the Dawnstriders. He ran his hands over the rocks that he had come to love as he and his brother had played on them when they were younger and life was so much simpler. There had not been talk of Jedi or Sith and the mention of the Force was nothing like it was now. Then it was talked about with revernce and respect. Now it was treated as a tool. Shade himself was guilty of this himself and detested himself for it. To him it was like turning his back on his father and all the late Jedi had stood for,
As he thought about this, time continued to go by as the count of his footsteps increased. After what had seemed like mere moments, but had actually been nearly three hours of walking fromt the nearest settlement, he was standing outside of his childhood house. If he stretched out with the Force he could still feel his family's happiness they had shared some many years ago.
My how time has gone by father. Only yesterday I was sitting in your lap, and now today I am a Jedi Knight as you were. But I must know if you saw the outcome. Did you know what Yurza and I would become and be destined to do? Is that why you steered us away from the path of the Jedi and led us to belive that we were destined for simple lives? You had the gift of foresight. Tell me is that what you saw? Shade pleaded with his father's presence. He had heard many times before that the spirits of dead Jedi would sometimes come back to those they were close to give last minute advice. It appeared now however, that he would not be so lucky in his quest for answers.
He walked over to the door and pushed it open. Inside the small hut was as he remembered it, only that the things inside were not as dusty as they should have been. IT seemed like someone had been here recently and had cleaned up a bit, but how could it have been? He decided he would wait on them to come back, to see who they were and what they wanted with his family's old homestead.
He went to a small chair and sat down, closing his eyes and letting the Force rush through him. All at once a flurry of emotions ran through his senses and as he sorted through them, he noticed he was not only feeling his own past, but someone else's feelings as well.
Maybe not today afterall, he thought as continued onwards. He really had no reason for being on this desolate planet, but he was still here.After more than three years he was retunring to his father's resting ground. For what he still could not answer.
Soon he would be passing the rocks near the house he was born in and stayed until his father's death and they had been forced to move to Eden with their freinds, the Dawnstriders. He ran his hands over the rocks that he had come to love as he and his brother had played on them when they were younger and life was so much simpler. There had not been talk of Jedi or Sith and the mention of the Force was nothing like it was now. Then it was talked about with revernce and respect. Now it was treated as a tool. Shade himself was guilty of this himself and detested himself for it. To him it was like turning his back on his father and all the late Jedi had stood for,
As he thought about this, time continued to go by as the count of his footsteps increased. After what had seemed like mere moments, but had actually been nearly three hours of walking fromt the nearest settlement, he was standing outside of his childhood house. If he stretched out with the Force he could still feel his family's happiness they had shared some many years ago.
My how time has gone by father. Only yesterday I was sitting in your lap, and now today I am a Jedi Knight as you were. But I must know if you saw the outcome. Did you know what Yurza and I would become and be destined to do? Is that why you steered us away from the path of the Jedi and led us to belive that we were destined for simple lives? You had the gift of foresight. Tell me is that what you saw? Shade pleaded with his father's presence. He had heard many times before that the spirits of dead Jedi would sometimes come back to those they were close to give last minute advice. It appeared now however, that he would not be so lucky in his quest for answers.
He walked over to the door and pushed it open. Inside the small hut was as he remembered it, only that the things inside were not as dusty as they should have been. IT seemed like someone had been here recently and had cleaned up a bit, but how could it have been? He decided he would wait on them to come back, to see who they were and what they wanted with his family's old homestead.
He went to a small chair and sat down, closing his eyes and letting the Force rush through him. All at once a flurry of emotions ran through his senses and as he sorted through them, he noticed he was not only feeling his own past, but someone else's feelings as well.