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“Dangerous place for a young woman to be wandering.”
Booted feet carried him across the old durasteel, his deep voice echoing in the hollow expanse of the fallen ship. It was a relic of an older age; a blink in the eye of Solnaer, but long enough for the Empire to be a pale imitation of what it used to be. He didn’t care for this galaxy’s petty internal conflict; aware that eventually they would destroy themselves all on their own. He needed to do nothing but watch and wait. Solnaer enjoyed this anonymous wandering, which was how he had found himself among these ruins in the sand dunes of Jakku.
Finding this woman with such intriguing presence was simply a treat; a surprise. He had thought the people in this realm couldn’t possess such magic.
“You might find yourself...trapped.”
