L O S T
The wind whistled through the trees as she took each laboured step toward where it had all begun. This lust for balance and moderation, the discovery of another route away from the squabbles of Light and Dark. Where she could be herself, and not at the whims of another.
Hers had been a tough path. She had overcome many obstacles, been dragged down by countless others, yet she had come out the other side. Definitely not the girl she had been when Tirdarius ferried her away from the Empire all those years ago, for better or for worse. Simply different.
She could sense how close she was to reaching her destination. The Temple which had once held much marvel. Which still did. Where the Child of Seren had discovered the writings of her Parent, though she knew not who she was. Where she had discovered the ways of the Je'daii, and all they stood for.
They needed to expand. The Temple on Bakura, dedicated to Akar Kesh, was a marvel, but one Temple did not a Je'daii make. Jyn had no intentions of creating her own, no... She would find that which had been used by her blood, by the one who had set them all on this task.
So she wandered toward the mountains, her emotions entirely in check. The last thing she wanted now was for her blood to be set alight.
Hers had been a tough path. She had overcome many obstacles, been dragged down by countless others, yet she had come out the other side. Definitely not the girl she had been when Tirdarius ferried her away from the Empire all those years ago, for better or for worse. Simply different.
She could sense how close she was to reaching her destination. The Temple which had once held much marvel. Which still did. Where the Child of Seren had discovered the writings of her Parent, though she knew not who she was. Where she had discovered the ways of the Je'daii, and all they stood for.
They needed to expand. The Temple on Bakura, dedicated to Akar Kesh, was a marvel, but one Temple did not a Je'daii make. Jyn had no intentions of creating her own, no... She would find that which had been used by her blood, by the one who had set them all on this task.
So she wandered toward the mountains, her emotions entirely in check. The last thing she wanted now was for her blood to be set alight.