L O S T
Iminec had just begun to rise on the horizon, casting a faint yellow hue to the sky and the body of water ahead of her purple.
Asha stared long and hard at the delicate ripples which plagued the otherwise peaceful surface. In the depths finned creatures swam, oblivious to the worries of those who lingered on the harsh ground above.
How freeing it must be, to swim and glide and float and fly through the water so gracefully.
The ripples trailed in circles, becoming larger and larger until they faded into nothing. Sat upon the shore, the Hex Child could only wonder where their creator had gone. Why did they have to cease? One calm, one certainty, in a whirlwind of chaos.
Pushing her legs out in front of her, until her heels brushed the very surface of the water, the young girl found herself laying back on the bank and setting her gaze skyward. The last sprinkling of stars could just about be seen, if she squinted hard enough, while the moon remained in all its splendor... Goading the rising sun, threatening to take away its relevance.
It was impossible to look upon the sun, yet without it nothing else could come into vision. And that included the moon. She may have preferred the latter, but it would not glow without the suns light.
You could not have one without the other.
Asha winced to that thought.
Was that not how things had been for her and her Father? Had they not been as inseparable as the great orbs in the sky? [member="Jericho"] the bright sun, passing on all he had to make she the lightless moon glow and shine in her own right?
Her hand curled, fist beating against the ground just once. Loud enough that the thump resounded in her hearing, hard enough that her hand ached.
"Not anymore."
The bastard had forsaken her. Ignored her calls, her pleas, for help... All the screaming, all the calling out in the Force... Ignored. And then he had shunned her when she finally returned to him. Flung her aside as though she was nothing. As though they hadn't spent fifteen inseparable years together.
She swallowed, and dropped her gaze to the trees around her. The clearing had been a nice find so deep into the jungle, it had provided her with ample enough moonlight to keep an eye out for Mumuu, a crisp freshwater lake to re-hydrate and freshen up within, and even a smattering of fish she had somehow managed to spear.
Asha had not eaten quite so well in a long time.
Clouds began to form overhead, slowly yet noticeably, causing the girl to frown. Now was not the time to fall prey to rain, the jungle had proven treacherous enough to traverse without another danger to contend with.
The more she stared skyward, however, the more she could make of the clouds. Her imagination patched together the rest, and slowly yet surely a picture came to life before her, animated yet vague.
"Nonsense" Asha chided, directed at herself, "No more childsplay."
For she was no longer the child she had once been. No more did she explore the Galaxy through rose tinted glasses, hungry for more. Daring, uncaring... Fearless.
Oh, there was plenty in this Galaxy to fear.
Asha stared long and hard at the delicate ripples which plagued the otherwise peaceful surface. In the depths finned creatures swam, oblivious to the worries of those who lingered on the harsh ground above.
How freeing it must be, to swim and glide and float and fly through the water so gracefully.
The ripples trailed in circles, becoming larger and larger until they faded into nothing. Sat upon the shore, the Hex Child could only wonder where their creator had gone. Why did they have to cease? One calm, one certainty, in a whirlwind of chaos.
Pushing her legs out in front of her, until her heels brushed the very surface of the water, the young girl found herself laying back on the bank and setting her gaze skyward. The last sprinkling of stars could just about be seen, if she squinted hard enough, while the moon remained in all its splendor... Goading the rising sun, threatening to take away its relevance.
It was impossible to look upon the sun, yet without it nothing else could come into vision. And that included the moon. She may have preferred the latter, but it would not glow without the suns light.
You could not have one without the other.
Asha winced to that thought.
Was that not how things had been for her and her Father? Had they not been as inseparable as the great orbs in the sky? [member="Jericho"] the bright sun, passing on all he had to make she the lightless moon glow and shine in her own right?
Her hand curled, fist beating against the ground just once. Loud enough that the thump resounded in her hearing, hard enough that her hand ached.
"Not anymore."
The bastard had forsaken her. Ignored her calls, her pleas, for help... All the screaming, all the calling out in the Force... Ignored. And then he had shunned her when she finally returned to him. Flung her aside as though she was nothing. As though they hadn't spent fifteen inseparable years together.
She swallowed, and dropped her gaze to the trees around her. The clearing had been a nice find so deep into the jungle, it had provided her with ample enough moonlight to keep an eye out for Mumuu, a crisp freshwater lake to re-hydrate and freshen up within, and even a smattering of fish she had somehow managed to spear.
Asha had not eaten quite so well in a long time.
Clouds began to form overhead, slowly yet noticeably, causing the girl to frown. Now was not the time to fall prey to rain, the jungle had proven treacherous enough to traverse without another danger to contend with.
The more she stared skyward, however, the more she could make of the clouds. Her imagination patched together the rest, and slowly yet surely a picture came to life before her, animated yet vague.
"Nonsense" Asha chided, directed at herself, "No more childsplay."
For she was no longer the child she had once been. No more did she explore the Galaxy through rose tinted glasses, hungry for more. Daring, uncaring... Fearless.
Oh, there was plenty in this Galaxy to fear.
