Avalore Eden
If there be light...
Cato Neimoidia
Home of Jedi Master Diana Moridena
They say there's a silver lining to every grey cloud.
They say with grief comes a sense of reprieve. A time to let out all the pain and frustrations you may have held back for the sake of a loved one's happiness and comfort while they were living.
They say that in death, there is a certainty of peace. That you can rest easy knowing a lost soul can find its way to some form of paradise. That you return to all those that've gone before you.
I won't lie, the temptations pretty awful.
I was standing over the edge of the bridge city and all I could think of was all the things they say. It sounded so easy, pleasant even. The thought of seeing the faces of my family again, well, I don't think I'd ever smiled so hard with so much sadness in me. I swayed in the winds for a long time, leaning over the precipice in the twilight hours, going back and forth between the sting of one more death and the uncertainty of the rest of my life. I didn't have anyone left to stop me. Didn't have anyone left to pull me back. I was going to do it. I was going to take that leap of faith and find that silver lining in the clouds for myself.
Then the damn Caretaker Droid appeared with that hovering carriage and all bets were off.
I couldn't do it. I hadn't yet finished what I started. This isn't about me. It was never about me, was it.
KIFFU
Night of Diana Moridena's Memorial
Avalore Eden, once Padawan of Jedi Master Diana Moridena, had been the first to receive news of the woman's demise. Truth be told she wasn't sure why, but in the end these sorts of details hardly mattered. It had taken many days to set things into motion: collecting the body, deciding on a proper memorial, and gaining permission to see it through after getting in touch with the right people. Avalore decided it would be held on Kiffu, Diana's home world, where her family could see to her proper funerary arrangements.
Next Avalore sent word to the Jedi Council and Republic. She wasn't sure if it was what Diana would have wanted, but it felt like the right thing to do. After all, Avalore hadn't been Diana's only pupil, nor had she been Diana's only friend. In many ways Diana had, for a measure of time, been a Hero of the Republic and a sigil of hope within the Jedi Council. Surely there were others who would attend, but the only thing she could do was wait and see.
Home of Jedi Master Diana Moridena
They say there's a silver lining to every grey cloud.
They say with grief comes a sense of reprieve. A time to let out all the pain and frustrations you may have held back for the sake of a loved one's happiness and comfort while they were living.
They say that in death, there is a certainty of peace. That you can rest easy knowing a lost soul can find its way to some form of paradise. That you return to all those that've gone before you.
I won't lie, the temptations pretty awful.
I was standing over the edge of the bridge city and all I could think of was all the things they say. It sounded so easy, pleasant even. The thought of seeing the faces of my family again, well, I don't think I'd ever smiled so hard with so much sadness in me. I swayed in the winds for a long time, leaning over the precipice in the twilight hours, going back and forth between the sting of one more death and the uncertainty of the rest of my life. I didn't have anyone left to stop me. Didn't have anyone left to pull me back. I was going to do it. I was going to take that leap of faith and find that silver lining in the clouds for myself.
Then the damn Caretaker Droid appeared with that hovering carriage and all bets were off.
I couldn't do it. I hadn't yet finished what I started. This isn't about me. It was never about me, was it.
KIFFU
Night of Diana Moridena's Memorial
Avalore Eden, once Padawan of Jedi Master Diana Moridena, had been the first to receive news of the woman's demise. Truth be told she wasn't sure why, but in the end these sorts of details hardly mattered. It had taken many days to set things into motion: collecting the body, deciding on a proper memorial, and gaining permission to see it through after getting in touch with the right people. Avalore decided it would be held on Kiffu, Diana's home world, where her family could see to her proper funerary arrangements.
Next Avalore sent word to the Jedi Council and Republic. She wasn't sure if it was what Diana would have wanted, but it felt like the right thing to do. After all, Avalore hadn't been Diana's only pupil, nor had she been Diana's only friend. In many ways Diana had, for a measure of time, been a Hero of the Republic and a sigil of hope within the Jedi Council. Surely there were others who would attend, but the only thing she could do was wait and see.