𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐇𝐄’𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋, 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐍, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐇𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑. he realized that he’d always been fated to wear it. the armor separated him from the galaxy, from everyone, made him singular, freed him from the needs of the flesh, the concerns of the body that once had plagued him, and allowed him to focus solely on his relationship with the Force. ART: john berkey.










