Nimir-ra to Iella, Jedi Shadow
Sera Inkari
He listened to her and it surprised him again when she curled up only for a moment and he agreed to it. "Very likely what others forget about the darkside is it is constant and even those who walk the light struggle, it is what makes being there so much more important." He said it and as she rose up he followed suit looking at her and just standing there for a moment as he allowed the force to envelop them. His hands coming closer and cupping her face for the moment. Thumbs tracing the cheekbones as he lightly pressed his head to hers. Letting the force flow through to her as he shared his vision with her and through the bond between them to keep her steady made a loop of it to expand outwards.
He spoke and she had sight but her sight was still physical and in the force. He remembered a saying that the teachers had told him... from a holocron. 'When one relies on sight to perceive the world it is like trying to stare at the galaxy through a crack in the door.' He was focused upon it and sharing his vision with her as his voice came through the force. 'It is like a cloud, a mist that drifts from living creature to living creature. Set in motion by currents and eddies. It is the eye of the storm. The passions of all living things turned into energy. Into a chorus. It is the rising swell at the end of life. The promise of new territories and new blood. The call of the new mysteries in the dark."
He was seeing it, the force around they as looked on. Peeling back the layers slowly and focusing on it. The stars around them burning, the galaxy moving slowly and he narrowed it. The mass all around becoming the planet and then the cave and then them... and finally around the cave as the presences in the darkside. 'We are dust motes in a storm… a grain upon the beach…' His words came but extending their senses to find the creatures they were there gathering around a larger chamber and going towards it while ignoring them. They were so small in the force as he was enveloping them. 'There they are gathering there.'
He said it while moving and returned to her for a moment as he stood taller and let go. "I will always remember what I am, I shall always remember what I was taught and what has made me how I am. Who I have loved And at times the fact of that absence hits you like a blow to the chest, and I will weep. But this happens less and less as time as gone on. They are dead. I are alive. So I live." He said it and stood there breathing in micro breathes to the point he almost looked like a statue and was prepared for anything that might come near them but the tremors down below were going towards the central chamber.
He listened to her and it surprised him again when she curled up only for a moment and he agreed to it. "Very likely what others forget about the darkside is it is constant and even those who walk the light struggle, it is what makes being there so much more important." He said it and as she rose up he followed suit looking at her and just standing there for a moment as he allowed the force to envelop them. His hands coming closer and cupping her face for the moment. Thumbs tracing the cheekbones as he lightly pressed his head to hers. Letting the force flow through to her as he shared his vision with her and through the bond between them to keep her steady made a loop of it to expand outwards.
He spoke and she had sight but her sight was still physical and in the force. He remembered a saying that the teachers had told him... from a holocron. 'When one relies on sight to perceive the world it is like trying to stare at the galaxy through a crack in the door.' He was focused upon it and sharing his vision with her as his voice came through the force. 'It is like a cloud, a mist that drifts from living creature to living creature. Set in motion by currents and eddies. It is the eye of the storm. The passions of all living things turned into energy. Into a chorus. It is the rising swell at the end of life. The promise of new territories and new blood. The call of the new mysteries in the dark."
He was seeing it, the force around they as looked on. Peeling back the layers slowly and focusing on it. The stars around them burning, the galaxy moving slowly and he narrowed it. The mass all around becoming the planet and then the cave and then them... and finally around the cave as the presences in the darkside. 'We are dust motes in a storm… a grain upon the beach…' His words came but extending their senses to find the creatures they were there gathering around a larger chamber and going towards it while ignoring them. They were so small in the force as he was enveloping them. 'There they are gathering there.'
He said it while moving and returned to her for a moment as he stood taller and let go. "I will always remember what I am, I shall always remember what I was taught and what has made me how I am. Who I have loved And at times the fact of that absence hits you like a blow to the chest, and I will weep. But this happens less and less as time as gone on. They are dead. I are alive. So I live." He said it and stood there breathing in micro breathes to the point he almost looked like a statue and was prepared for anything that might come near them but the tremors down below were going towards the central chamber.