“What finally made you leave?” the girl said to Grace. “Was it all the meditating? I hated the meditating.”
Grace Leung sat, mouth closed, staring at the blank, metal wall of the cargo hold they had stowed away in, trying to ignore the waking nightmare, the snarling and barking, that filled her ears but came from inside her head.
This story started as a tweet, and I decided to expand it:
Once the Power has awoken, its Shadow will whisper in your ear forever. Only the ascetic way of the Pon-Ju warrior will keep it at bay. But, you must also learn to fight with a plasma-blade to battle those who have surrendered to the Shadow… #SCIFIFRI
— Orion (he/him/his) (@OrionKidder) March 9, 2018