(credit: blaisedrew62)
What a Life to Live ForDathomir
Forest
[member="Kiyala Demont"]
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Water was so calm.
The forest was so calm.
It was a calm day, it seemed.
That was the day when Maria Zambrano visited the 'lovely' planet of Dathomir. While there was nothing too bad about it, it was still a weird world, maybe being so because of the bias Maria had about Witches of Dathomir and Nightsisters and everything. The planet was not that famous for good things in the citadel of Arx Mortis. No, definitely not.
But why was she there, then? If she really didn't like the planet, why had she ever decided to visit it? Some people may have already known that sometimes her actions lacked logic. Most of the times, she thought everything out and never thing anything illogical, but on some moments she felt like doing something crazy. Maybe at these situations, she leaned on her instincts rather than on her brain?
If anybody ever asked her why she did that, she would say, "Could you imagine a life full of planning and logical actions? What would that life be worth of? What a life to live for would it be?"
It was kind of like her own religion; this illogicality found in some of her actions. She hadn't done anything dangerous to other people during any of these, so they were good, right?
There seemed to be no wind...
... or at least there wasn't in the forest.
There were no animals seen,
no birds to be heard,
insects had decided to sleep.
There was nothing wrong,
not something to bother one.
Sitting near a little stream, Maria thought about life. Her attire consisted of her summertime favourites: light yellow summer dress, white shoes, and of course her hair was set free, just freely hanging.
Hidden in her handbag she had also brought with her was her newly bought blaster pistol, her lightsabre had been left home, safe from all kinds of dangers, hidden in the treasury of Arx Mortis. Only Maria had the key to that room.
It was safe.
Maria was safe.
There were no worries that day.
Nothing could ruin it.
Nothing.