Stephanie Swail
Look what they've done to my dream
The Forests of Teth
Teth, Baxel Sector
With a thick beard and a number of untreated cuts, the former warrior and servant of the Sith Lord Kyros walked gently through the forest on another evening to scour for food and any sign of life. It had been years - it must have been - since Asterion had seen another being. Ships had passed by and he'd spent many nights sat on the cliff top watching the galaxy pass him by, but that's what failures did.
Not even two lightsabers made him powerful; his own, and that of the late Lady Kyros. Not even the Force was worth his time as that had gotten him nowhere. Lots of faces floated through his had over the years, but each face had faded away over time but the impact they had made remained because he walked without confidence, without purpose and without direction.
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