22.59, 31st January 2011
Deep the flames of anger and resentment burn. Mustafar cannot ever depict the red hot incendiaries in the head of the one who turned or what they can ignite by the ones you’ve scorned. The love and affection presented to you was akin to the apprentice of Obi Wan Kenobi. Our...
"Who did this to you!? Who was it Owen?" Obi-Wan was desperate to know who was responsible for this heinous crime. His old friend, Owen Coyle, never hurt anyone, who on earth would want to kill him?
"I-I don’t know. I only saw a pink light" replied Coyle, barely able to get the words out....
The Transfer Federation’s blockade held firm. The young Mackem would not be disposed of for a fraction of his value, especially not to facilitate a deal for an aging relic with fading powers. It didn’t matter what the Three Envelopes of Brendan foretold, Hendo was staying.
Darth Brendan liked to think of himself – and...
