A Tython breeze

[Shawn Michaels]

Waterfalls rushed about, here and there,​

When a man stepped forth, under the sun's steady glare.​

Why was he here, you ask?​

Why, he simply wanted to relax, instead I wearing the mental mask.​

As he walked through the colorful oasis,​

he noticed a sweet lullaby.​

"Well hello there, little bird, please song your song."​

"I haven't had a break all day long."​

@[member="Morna Imura"]​

 

[Garza]

Hidden behind hate,​

Was a man who tempted fate.​

Learning the ways of,​

Shaping. did he want to look above.​

With the planet too calm​

Did this man enjoy the flame born in his palm.​

Of in the distance and to the side​

did a man reside​

Seeing that the man, a Jedi,​

Could this man not be but fly?​

Hearing his whispers of life​

Did it contend with my strife.​

"With you nigh ​

would you care to simply die​

For I am death,​

and you must take your final breath." ​

@[member="Azrael Iloam"]​

 

[Shawn Michaels]

With the turn of a head, and the whispering winds,​

The Jedi certainly didn't know where to begin.​

He slowly rose to meet the man, to initiate their duel.​

Hopefully, they wouldn't fall into the water pool​

As the arkanian reached his weapon, ever so thinning,​

A question nagged him without end.​

What if this was the beginning?​

What if it was the end?​

@[member="Morna Imura"]​

 

[Garza]

There was no time to waste, it was now or never,​

Even as I drew my Saber, time stopped with a flick of a lever.​

I could feel the man's emotion of wonder,​

Could it be that a man was from yonder?​

With the pop hiss of my blade, and the swing of my sword,​

Did I ever so diligently burn, and curse the gods with my word.​

"Will you answer your calling, and suffer your pain?​

Or shall I begin without you, and send you down your lane?" ​

@[member="Azrael Iloam"]​

 

[Shawn Michaels]

The Jedi rose to meet the man,​

a solemn oath to keep the plan.​

Determination filled his face,​

his lightsaber held with grace,​

as the emerald light shone off the land.​

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"Come face me, if you wish",​

was his quiet reply.​

His weapon came up with a swish,​

and he looked into the daylit sky.​

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@[member="Morna Imura"]​

 

[Garza]

Wavering nor budging​

With the orange saber at my side​

Only to be trudging​

I fought to turn the tide.​

Jedi at the ready​

I came to launch forward​

With my saber towards his tummy​

Only time will now be altered.​

@[member="Azrael Iloam"]​

 

[Shawn Michaels]

With a quick step to the side,​

Azrael barely saved his own hide​

from the man who seemed to him a Sith,​

as he certainly was no bith.​

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Reaching to the force,​

with absolutely no remorse,​

he knocked his attacker back​

as if he were but rice in a sack.​

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@[member="Morna Imura"]​