#jediloved

[jedichosen]

                                                      silent are his footsteps in the cloak of night ,   covering still world for a new dawn to be born.   brown hood shadowing his features   —   it hides blurred identity ,   edges which remain frayed ,   ripped.   is it not wonderful how life goes on  ?   only for him has time stopped   :   jealousy murmurs that their existence is much simpler ,   darkness argues that they do not possess his power.   IGNORANT OF SUCH PEACE HE HAS BROUGHT UPON THE GALAXY.   skilled fingers raise ,   a motion known and practised flowing with ease ,   causing familiar door to slide open.   inside she awaits ,   the only person capable of returning missing air to his lungs.   broken whisper cuts through the atmosphere   ;   a plea ,   a request ,   a prayer.   ❛   ——   PADMÉ.   ❜  

❪   @democraticqueen​  !   ❫  

[jedichosen]

Cause of death - you and democraticqueen I came out to have a good time and one click led to click after click and I don't want this!

                                ❪  &.  *  OOC  ❫   this is literally the best message i could’ve ever gotten like srsly i’m glad others share my deep deep pain  !   tysm anon this made me smile.   now back to this bitch who makes me suffer every single day ,   @democraticqueen what’s good  ?????

[jedichosen]

                                                        an unforgiving storm ,   darkness tight against the boundaries of steel mind.   the awakening is not smooth   —   nor is it simple.   such begins with the flutter of closed lids ,   pale skin moving for the sake of understanding.   staring back at him is a brown ceiling and nothing more ,   even the walls around offer no information ,   simply stand in wretched silence.   panic swirls beneath his ribs ,   acceleration of a once steady heartbeat   :   remembrance does not arrive when he summons it.   persistent ,   he pushes and pushes to no avail ,   desperate in the discovery of what has transpired.   WHAT IS THIS PLACE  ?   worried question goes unanswered ,   for his brain is blank   ;   an unrecognizable empty space.   a scream threatens to escape   (   help.   is that what he'll get  ?   he knows nothing ,   not even his own name  !   )   his throat   —   yet it's stopped by a new presence.   instinct guides guarded gaze towards the door ,   where a woman stands.   there's regality in her stance ,   sadness interwined between brown irises as hands rest on her swollen stomach.   and she's beautiful   :   enough to slightly soften what would've been harsh words.   ❛   where am i  ?   ❜   notes are coarse ,   distorted by lack of use.     /     ❪   @democraticqueen  !   ❫