G̷I̷F̷T̷O̷B̷E̷R̷ ̷2̷0̷2̷4̷ ̷̷︎̷ ̷D̷A̷Y̷ ̷2̷5̷:̷ ̷D̷E̷V̷I̷L̷I̷S̷H̷
The Sith- The Sith took everything from me. Ripped me from my mother's arms, murdered my brother, used me as a weapon, and then cast me aside. Abandoned me. Once, I had power; now I have nothing. Nothing.
@giftober 2024 • DAY 17: Phone Call/Text
@giftober 2024 | Day #6: Brands
↳ Crimson Dawn is tattooed on her skin, but the marks run even deeper, and there are darker things in the underworld than Dryden Vos. In the end, this has always been her only choice, made for her by a clear glass door and a hopeless promise.
- Crimson Climb by E.K. Johnston
@giftober 2024 | Day #1: Broken Haven't you murdered enough Skywalkers already, Kenobi? - From the Journals of Old Ben Kenobi
@giftober 2023 | DAY #18: ROMANCE
He saw the Twi'lek's cloak nearby, pinned beneath a heavy girder. She did leave me a souvenir, after all. With great effort, he pulled the metal aside. He took the garment into his hands and held it up. It was a good find, he thought, as he turned to stagger out of the alley. Because he was starting to believe she had never been there.
He stopped thinking that when he stepped out into the street—and found himself looking into her eyes.
"Ah," she said, seeing her cloak.
"Ah," he repeated. Kanan stood frozen, studying her under the bright light of the moon. She was shorter than he was, with deep green skin, full lips, and a chin that came to a pleasing point. She wore a gray pilot's hat that allowed exit for two head-tails that hung at a little more than shoulder-length. She wore a brown vest, gold-colored slacks with utility pockets, and black gloves that matched the cloak in her hands.
"I knew I'd forgotten something," she said, removing the garment from his hands so deftly he barely noticed she'd done it. Then she looked at him with concern. "You okay there?"
Kanan nodded.
"You speak Basic?"
"Words fail me."
She smiled. "So they do."
A New Dawn by John Jackson Miller
@giftober 2023 | DAY #17: MIRRORS
All those years helping the Rebellion. And for what? Oh, come on, Loi'e. What we do here will change the tides for the whole galaxy. I'm not a stargazer, Jon. I just want to move on. Hang in there, little dancer. Soon, we'll all be free.
@giftober 2023 | DAY 16: TROPES ➡ A Man (Chewie) and his dog (Han)
@giftober 2023 | DAY 15: GRIEF Obi-Wan Kenobi's Death + Funeral Season 4, Episode 15 - Deception ↳ I'm worried about Anakin. He hasn't said a word since it happened.
@giftober 2023 | DAY 12: COZY
↳ Han and Chewie shower scene #JustBestFriendsThings
@giftober 2023 | DAY #7: WATER
↳ There is a clash between two figures. There is a third shape as well, but I can't read it.
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The third image, it was me.
How many Jedi were buried with their lightsabers today? How many weren't buried at all but left behind like so much garbage, their weapons taken as trophies? The younglings, had they known what to do? Who could they ask once their teachers had been cut down?
She placed a hand on the grave marker and allowed herself one more moment to think about the man who was buried there and about the man who wasn't. She thought about her master, whom she could no longer sense, and the other Jedi, whose absence was like an open airlock in her lungs. With determination, she shut it. She stopped looking for Anakin through the connection they shared. She stopped remembering the clones, alive or dead.
@giftober 2023 | Day #3: Mood - Sorrow
@giftober2023| Day #2: Coffee/Tea
Lola & E2 in VISIONS 2: Sith
↳ The eclipse is today. Maybe it will inspire me to finish the painting.
@giftober 2023 | Day #1: First Meeting
↳ 𝘖𝘣𝘪-𝘞𝘢𝘯 𝘒𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘪 & 𝘉𝘰-𝘒𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯 𝘒𝘳𝘺𝘻𝘦
