Post by Senior Master Al'Kan on Sept 22, 2005 2:50:42 GMT
:.The sword lord's starfighter had touched down, onto the walkway once made by wookies. He hopped out, his leather boots making a soft thump, and his black belt gently swaying. The prince of the night, lord of ember, and prophet of the Tai-Shueldon walked down the pathway, on the planet of Kashyyk. It seemed as if no sunlight existed on the planet, or at least where he was. The towering trees' green brush pervented most sunlight from reaching the path. His white hair gleamed brightly in the bitter darkness, and his cold eyes pusled like glowing embers... the color of gold-orange.
He actually felt like home here, as he did on Arkania... but moreso on here, considering he was born here. The darkside was strong on this planet, though he would see that it would change. He walked for miles, until he got to one certain spot on the walkway. He walked over to the railing, and climbed on top of the railing; his balance flawless. He checked to see if his katana was strapped across his back, and if his lightsaber was strapped to his waist.
He then looked into the bottomless blackness which led into the shadowlands of kashyyk. He was born down there, to his mother, and to his father, Ranka Darkbroode. He knew he was the prophet for his people, the prophet to forsake their dark ways and embrace the light... but until recently, he had done the exact opposite. He needed to forgive his people, and ensure that their strength would be with him when he needed it most. He gathered up the force, letting it flow through him, and a bronze aurora raged around him like a hurricane. Seeing all the force particles, he jumped from the path into a free fall of blackness. This was faster and more fun then taking that old, rattling elevator made by the wookies... and sometimes you couldn't use that with your head getting took off.
In the blackness, only the force existed, for that was guiding him, and that was what was there. The only thing, for he was the force, and the guardian of the light. It was time that he put this prophecy into full throttle. He loved the feeling of the free fall... the feeling in your stomach, the fear and excitement raging throughout your body, the wind rattling against your face, and the force of air squashing back your hair. Letting the force guid him, he continued to plummet.:
He actually felt like home here, as he did on Arkania... but moreso on here, considering he was born here. The darkside was strong on this planet, though he would see that it would change. He walked for miles, until he got to one certain spot on the walkway. He walked over to the railing, and climbed on top of the railing; his balance flawless. He checked to see if his katana was strapped across his back, and if his lightsaber was strapped to his waist.
He then looked into the bottomless blackness which led into the shadowlands of kashyyk. He was born down there, to his mother, and to his father, Ranka Darkbroode. He knew he was the prophet for his people, the prophet to forsake their dark ways and embrace the light... but until recently, he had done the exact opposite. He needed to forgive his people, and ensure that their strength would be with him when he needed it most. He gathered up the force, letting it flow through him, and a bronze aurora raged around him like a hurricane. Seeing all the force particles, he jumped from the path into a free fall of blackness. This was faster and more fun then taking that old, rattling elevator made by the wookies... and sometimes you couldn't use that with your head getting took off.
In the blackness, only the force existed, for that was guiding him, and that was what was there. The only thing, for he was the force, and the guardian of the light. It was time that he put this prophecy into full throttle. He loved the feeling of the free fall... the feeling in your stomach, the fear and excitement raging throughout your body, the wind rattling against your face, and the force of air squashing back your hair. Letting the force guid him, he continued to plummet.:
