Whatsoever A Man Sows

Obi-Wan Kenobi stood on a stone balcony overlooking the city of Theed. The stars overhead shone down on the polished streets and reflected off of the glistening waterfalls, the sound of which created the only noise audible in the silent night. A cool breeze emanated from the waterfalls creating a brief respite from the warm Nubian night. He leaned forward, bracing his hands on the balcony rail and contemplated the evening’s events.

The arrival on Naboo had been uneventful. Upon disembarking, Obi-Wan and his 13- year old apprentice, Anakin Skywalker, had been greeted warmly by Queen Padme Naberrie Amidala. Both noted with delight that she had foregone the stylish facial decorations that had characterized her early years as ruler. Continue reading “Whatsoever A Man Sows” »


Star Wars: The Deathmatch

Lawg Skrak sat in the dingy booth, silently surveying the rest of the cantina. His booth faced the main entrance, enabling the bounty hunter to view who was coming and going. At the moment, an Ithorian and a small, lumpish creature Skrak couldn’t identify were entering. He glanced at the dancer’s stage. Taara shook her head. No, these weren’t the two who had contacted her. But then, Taara didn’t know what they looked like. Being Force-sensitive, she would sense them before seeing them. Skrak returned his gaze to the bar. The Ithorian glanced his direction, then turned to face his drink. Continue reading “Star Wars: The Deathmatch” »