Author: IndomitableINFJ

The Twin Sun Sisters

I had nowhere to go for the rest of the night and all I knew was, I couldn’t stay another second on that damn ship. The cockpit smelled of death; literally and metaphorically, I don’t know what had happened before I started piloting this thing, but it wasn’t pretty. And these woman, give me a break. You got an Exile who preaches to anyone who will listen, yet doesn’t know a thing about their past. She’s bad news, gets you opened up just so she can stick the saber right between your eyes and heart so she can control your every thought, whim. And hey, I don’t think she knows that, but I do, I’ve got a little secret of control she knows nothing of. And this witch, by the darkest parts of the galaxy I wish I could space her out a hangar bay door. This gray haired excuse for a teacher is the exact opposite of her, she knows her past but hides it with the ferocity of a terntrak mother in heat and swinging her eggs beside her. Bad news wouldn’t describe it, and we’ve gotta stick with her, sickening… in a way, I know exactly what she wants, because I’ve wanted the same things; an equal opportunity to never be used by this essence of power flowing through our lives. Some work to control it, some let it flow through them, it’s evil, good, and gray all at the same time. I’d say my intentions were evil, but I didn’t care, it was good to me because someone like that wicked shrew wouldn’t be able to twist someone as unique as the woman I’ve sworn to follow up into her chasm of metaphorical twisting intentions. I know I’m out to help her, and for this hag, she’s got the same block as me, and she’s threatened by me. Enough of it though, I stay in my mind, playing the cards too long in this rust-bucket to not have some fun of my own tonight. Read more »