USH'S STAR WARS GAME- CAMPAIGN II EPISODE V (LIGHT SIDE)- Harmony
Far Away
A skittering noise, as the stones fall across the ground. Two women are nearby, one younger, one older. The older one sits, the younger stands, looking out the side entrance.
“We must go!” the young girl said, anxiously.
“No,” said the older. “Not yet.”
“You don't have time!”
“I am staying. I am still safe here. But if you leave in three minutes, you will find the Yeomen are off the streets.”
“But the Zari...”
“Them as well. You must go straight to Sanctuary. They will not follow you there.”
“Without you?”
“Yes. I must stay. All is lost if I do not.”
“The Consul will kill you!”
“She would not dare!”
“It has gone too far. The others are with her. I'm... so alone. I'm so scared!” The older lady looked up from the ground, and took the hand of the younger.
“You must have courage. In times of trial, we must show strength- and be willing to risk ourselves for a greater cause. The Harmony is more important than any one of us. You must know that.” The younger girl nodded.
“But what can you do on your own? There is no-one else left to help you.”
“No. I will not be alone for long. A change is coming.”
“A change?”
The older lady moved the stones on the ground.
“I see a ship. Several ships..”
“Ships? Strangers?”
“Men.”
“Men?! No man will help us! No man can!”
“Not normal men. They are different. Powerful.”
“All men can have power!”
“You must have faith. We must... look beyond. These men... are Jedi.”
“That's... not possible. The stones tell you that? Why would they come?”
“My mother used to tell me the old stories about the Jedi. I never thought I might meet one.”
“But why?”
“Destiny, child. It is already in motion. And they can help.”
“What makes you think they will help? They will bring nothing but destruction!”
“Not destruction. Like with the prophecy, we confuse the two. Change. Change is always difficult. They will help us because... those who do not want it will make it so.”
“I don't understand.”
“Nor do I. Not yet. You must go.”
“But...”
“Go! Now! I will come. Later.”
On the verge of tears, the younger woman slipped out, to a clear street outside. The older lady talked to herself as she moved the stones around.
“Why do you come? Who are you? What has changed? Ships... several ships... One bears the spirit of the smile of a savage beast.” She turned a stone over.
“The ship is burning. It crashes. Destroyed. No-one will survive.”