This is my first Work in Progress Wednesday of 2026 and hopefully, not my last. It has been a while. I've been thinking of my Star Wars fanfic and OC Kalara lately. I wanted to write down a scene that I dreamed up a few days ago. Unfortunately, that scene did not came to pass in words. However, I ended up starting an opening chapter that will lead to the scene I keep dreaming of.
A great blue beast snarls in anger, red eyes flashing. His plans were ruined. He shouts out orders to an overgrown rat-like creature.
A voice interrupts him. A familiar voice.
“It is time you paid for your crimes.”
Anakin. He stands behind the beast, soaked by the falling rain. His expression is one of steely determination. His blue eyes burn with anger.
The beast sneers at him.
Anakin activates his lightsaber.
“You will die at my hands, Krayn.”
A battle ensues. It ends with the beast impaled on the blade of blue plasma.
***
“Anakin!”
Kalara jolts back into consciousness. Unfortunately, that means she is now falling out of the tree she had been sitting and meditating in.
Closing her eyes, Kalara pushes aside her concern for her friend, in order to touch the Force. She gathers it around her, slowing her descent to the ground. Instead of landing gracefully on her feet, Kalara stumbles into an awkward crouch.
“Hrrmmm. Bad form.”
Kalara cringes. Of course, Master Yoda would show up now. She straightens and faces the diminutive Jedi Master.
Kalara's vision comes from Jedi Quest: Path to Truth, or rather the comic adaptation, as I didn't want to get the actual book out yet. I do not have a grasp on Yoda's voice yet, so I didn't post the next few sentences.
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