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On the ash covered planet of Coruscant, pale moonlight blanketed the world in silver. Gaunerei, sat at the edge of Ebberla's bed. He was invited to her room these days. A bond he never saw coming, or maybe it had been set forth all along. He couldn't see the threads anymore. The window he watched had shadows cast on the room.
A pale snow covered mountain. Two hated enemies at eachother's throats. Eons of spite that nearly drove the world mad. It was going to happen again. Gaun looked at the sleeping Ebberla Daw. A part of Gaunerei wanted to use her. She would be a perfect direct line to codes, dirty little secrets, and escape routes. That was the part of Gaunerei that was buried under mortality now. A darker God, used to dark dealings.
The mortal Gaunerei was almost a slave to her. Her trickster champion. A dancer above the chaotic waves that threatened to consume them both.
seer of time, have you seen your death?
He had seen his death thousands of times, in hundreds of ways.
are you not afraid?
He was terrified. But he had encountered something worse than death many times over.
and you seen what was worse than that, haven't you?
Gaunerei shook that memory from his mind. The way the moonlight rested on Ebberla's face betrayed that she was not sleeping well. She always had nightmares. In the old days, a talisman would have been recommended. Now, they had medicine. But Gaunerei was neither of those things.
He laid back down next to her. The ability he had was neither light nor dark. It simply was. It was one of the most ancient of the Force's gifts. He slipped from reality like diving into a clear pool. He emerged in her nightmare, clouded in mist and starlight.
Where are you? he asked. It would flutter to Ebberla like a bird.
A pale snow covered mountain. Two hated enemies at eachother's throats. Eons of spite that nearly drove the world mad. It was going to happen again. Gaun looked at the sleeping Ebberla Daw. A part of Gaunerei wanted to use her. She would be a perfect direct line to codes, dirty little secrets, and escape routes. That was the part of Gaunerei that was buried under mortality now. A darker God, used to dark dealings.
The mortal Gaunerei was almost a slave to her. Her trickster champion. A dancer above the chaotic waves that threatened to consume them both.
seer of time, have you seen your death?
He had seen his death thousands of times, in hundreds of ways.
are you not afraid?
He was terrified. But he had encountered something worse than death many times over.
and you seen what was worse than that, haven't you?
Gaunerei shook that memory from his mind. The way the moonlight rested on Ebberla's face betrayed that she was not sleeping well. She always had nightmares. In the old days, a talisman would have been recommended. Now, they had medicine. But Gaunerei was neither of those things.
He laid back down next to her. The ability he had was neither light nor dark. It simply was. It was one of the most ancient of the Force's gifts. He slipped from reality like diving into a clear pool. He emerged in her nightmare, clouded in mist and starlight.
Where are you? he asked. It would flutter to Ebberla like a bird.