L O S T
High atop the mountain range she had lain in wait, meditating on the aether and the cosmos, on the darkness and the light, driven into a near hallucinogenic state she was delirious, without memory, without purpose. The days on Aurum had dragged by, with only one young Tejdóru to keep her company. The winged reptilian remained perched upon her shoulder most days, only roaming for sustenance - more than the woman did. Yet there was only so much the Force could do for someone. She had reached breaking point when it happened, a nervous hysterical laughter slipping from her cracked lips. "Lies, lies... All lies..." the woman had murmured to herself, rocking back and forth while maintaining the movement meditation she had delved into, a steady stream of water vortexing in the air.
All I have made here, it is all a lie...
It felt as though a light had been lit inside her, the darkness began to recede and even in her stupor she managed to push herself to a rise, drawing in the water in the form of an orb. Sipping from it thirstily she sighed, her eyes bright. "The Force works in mysterious ways" she murmured, before turning to survey the landscape. Wildlife, forests, high mountains and valleys... That's all that lay here to the naked eye, but she knew better. Hidden away were remnants of a small civilisation, one he had falsely brought about. They were gone now, preaching elsewhere or else drifted to one side of the Force or the other. But had she herself not just done the very same? The dark is not the place for me she mused, realising now that her responsibilities lay elsewhere.
But who am I? I know not my name, only my destination...
Making her way down the side of the mountain she pondered on the question she had posed herself. The Tejdóru remained upon her shoulder, nuzzling at her neck every so often, yet she was too absent minded to pay much attention to it. "Borne from the ashes and into the light" she murmured, reciting words spoken by someone years before. "Asha." It all seemed so real to her again, her life, the Galaxy, even the ever present Force which had kept her company seemed far more tangible and sensory than it had previously. And then she made it, to the hidden temple carved into the mountain side, most of which she had done by hand some year or so before... The days had merged into one, had it been longer?
I need to go from here, to retrace my steps... I need to know who Asha is.
And with that she ventured into the hidden hangar bay, where a tiny selection of personal vessels lay. She chose the most sturdy looking ship, took a moment to readjust to the concept of technology, and then it was off... Soaring through the sky the ship broke out of the planetary orbit and off into space. The liberation she felt at the ease at which she flew was breathtaking, and it was only then that she realised her little friend had remained. "What am I to do with you, save raise you and keep you safe?" With a soft smile she ran her hand against his reptilian hide and set her sights to the stars...
The creature remained upon her shoulder, as ever, as she made her way past the Temple Guards and into the grand hallway, her eyes seeking out someone - anyone - who might point her in the correct direction. Did they know her, here? Or was this all just another false memory, the follow up of a whim?
All I have made here, it is all a lie...
It felt as though a light had been lit inside her, the darkness began to recede and even in her stupor she managed to push herself to a rise, drawing in the water in the form of an orb. Sipping from it thirstily she sighed, her eyes bright. "The Force works in mysterious ways" she murmured, before turning to survey the landscape. Wildlife, forests, high mountains and valleys... That's all that lay here to the naked eye, but she knew better. Hidden away were remnants of a small civilisation, one he had falsely brought about. They were gone now, preaching elsewhere or else drifted to one side of the Force or the other. But had she herself not just done the very same? The dark is not the place for me she mused, realising now that her responsibilities lay elsewhere.
But who am I? I know not my name, only my destination...
Making her way down the side of the mountain she pondered on the question she had posed herself. The Tejdóru remained upon her shoulder, nuzzling at her neck every so often, yet she was too absent minded to pay much attention to it. "Borne from the ashes and into the light" she murmured, reciting words spoken by someone years before. "Asha." It all seemed so real to her again, her life, the Galaxy, even the ever present Force which had kept her company seemed far more tangible and sensory than it had previously. And then she made it, to the hidden temple carved into the mountain side, most of which she had done by hand some year or so before... The days had merged into one, had it been longer?
I need to go from here, to retrace my steps... I need to know who Asha is.
And with that she ventured into the hidden hangar bay, where a tiny selection of personal vessels lay. She chose the most sturdy looking ship, took a moment to readjust to the concept of technology, and then it was off... Soaring through the sky the ship broke out of the planetary orbit and off into space. The liberation she felt at the ease at which she flew was breathtaking, and it was only then that she realised her little friend had remained. "What am I to do with you, save raise you and keep you safe?" With a soft smile she ran her hand against his reptilian hide and set her sights to the stars...
Coruscant
It had taken a very long time for Asha to make it back to the place she belonged, and now as she stepped down from the ramp of her chosen ship, rubbing her eyes against the glaring sun, she could not help but smile. Her clothes were the same she had worn the day she disappeared, the day she had been reborn - of course to others it would have been otherwise, to others she would have been dead. How could she deal with that when she had barely come to terms with it herself? Who am I? she inquired of herself again, hands settling down to brush against the equipment at her belt, namely the two cylindrical hilts. With a soft outward breath of air she began her journey toward the Temple; was this her destination? The Force only knew.The creature remained upon her shoulder, as ever, as she made her way past the Temple Guards and into the grand hallway, her eyes seeking out someone - anyone - who might point her in the correct direction. Did they know her, here? Or was this all just another false memory, the follow up of a whim?