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It was a rather dismal and dreary day on Excarga, the smog from the various mining machines and the refining factories having washed over this particular district and blanketed it in a nearly impenetrable fog that most were wise enough to mask up for or stay inside and avoid entirely. The...
By Joran Kael – The Kael Report
"When the noise fades, what remains are the echoes and the questions no one dares to answer."
OUTER RIM NEUTRAL SECTORS — THE SILENCE AFTER THE SIGNAL
By the time most noticed, it was already over. The laboratories were gone, the staff scattered, and the woman...
The first light of Ukatis broke in slow ripples over the hills, touching the stone walls of the farmhouse in pale gold. Mist curled low across the fields, soft and silver, carrying the scent of dew-wet grass and the faint hum of distant irrigation pumps. Aiden stood by the doorway, his cloak...
The chamber was too large for one person. Its vaulted stone arches, ribbed in shadows that never seemed to yield to flame or artificial light, carried a hollow echo that made every movement sound as though it belonged to someone else. A footstep, a breath, the slow swirl of wine in a...
Sibylla Abrantes Aurelian Veruna
The arrest had been swift, silent, and merciless. Republic troopers and Bureau operatives had stormed Administrator Vallen Marrel's residence before dawn, moving through its marble halls with precision. Cassian had stood in the periphery, watching as Marrel was...
The manor lay like a statement against the plains, it’s walls a blade of white stone and glass set into the long swell of green within eyeshot of the southern borders of Theed. It had been designed for sightlines: every corridor aligning to a horizon point, every balcony engineered to catch the...
The days that followed blurred together in shadows of mourning. The Sorelle estate, usually alive with gatherings and political maneuvering, had become a house of silence. Marcellan spoke little, his grief hollowing him to little more than nods and gestures. Yet in that grief, he had taken a...
OPENING THEME
By Joran Kael – The Kael Report
"Sometimes the sharpest weapon is not a fleet or a superlaser, but the image of one."
A MAP OF TARGETS — THE EMPIRE NAMES ITS ENEMIES
The Empire has unveiled a propaganda poster under the title A Galaxy Reborn. Unlike earlier releases that...
And thus, the cycle completes itself. Years upon years of preparation and conditioning have readied the great host to swarm its first target, the only thing standing between the two being silence and anticipation. The war drums and the proselytizing and the justifying have given way to silence...
Sibylla Abrantes Aurelian Veruna
The night pressed in thick around the intelligence bureau, Naboo’s moonlight cutting pale ribbons through the office blinds. Cassian Abrantes sat alone amid the glow of datapads and holographic feeds, their quiet hum the only company left at this hour.
He had...
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"The shadow will rise, creeping into even the smallest corners of existence.
And those marked by prophecy shall reach for it — whether to master or to unmake."
— Prophecy of The Four
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Grief shall consume the hearts of women, and the strength of men shall ebb like a receding tide.
The nations of the galaxy will fray, unraveling like rotted cloth. Nothing shall stand. Nothing shall endure…
Prophecy of the Four
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"And so it shall come to pass—the Dark One shall stretch forth his hand once more,
even from beyond, his shadow shall spread across the stars." — Prophecy of the Four