Flying

~From General Syndulla

As a little girl, all I ever wanted to do was fly away from my home planet, and travel across the stars.I used to peek out of my basement during the clone war to watch the republic ships fly by, fighting to liberate my world.And I promised myself that one day I would be up there too.Flying.Free.Fighting, for those who can not.

When I’m up there, it’s like I’m in a different world.Because even when there are explosions all around me, and things are at their worst, I feel like I’m at my best.

I belong in the sky.With the birds, among the clouds and the stars.Some people say I need to get my head out of my cockpit, and I do…sometimes.But I’m always drawn back to it.The view from up there is incomparable, it’s almost magical.

I’m at my best when I’m on my ship.If you put me in a briefing room I’m a mess, but if I gave speeches while flying the whole senate would salute me…well, Kannen thinks otherwise…

Anyway, I always knew where I was meant to be, so I worked hard to reach there.

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“I left my family so that I could fly”~Hera Syndulla (from ‘Star Wars Rebels’)

Photo Credits:Star Wars Rebels

The Light Of A Jedi

I am a Jedi.It’s dangerous to be a Jedi right now.Because right now, the galaxy wants the Jedi dead.
The Jedi religion was pure.It was good, and it was practiced with the sole intention of protecting the light.But as the Clone war began, we forgot who we are, and what we stand for.We got so caught up in destroying the Sith and destroying the separatists that our vision was clouded to a point where we couldn’t see real danger even when it was staring straight in our faces.We didn’t control ourselves anymore, we forgot our training.Even master Yoda, 900 years old, allowed his fear to consume him.We all did…
Doubt, confusion and chaos, things that the galaxy has always had plenty of, were always controlled by the Jedi and replaced with hope.But when the war began, even the Jedi lost themselves in in a well of suffering.So there was no one left to spread hope, no one left who believed.We had become the very thing we’d sworn to destroy.Oh the irony, when our true beliefs taught us never to destroy anything…and so the Sith took over.We were already consumed by the Darkness, so we couldn’t even fight it.And The Galaxy fell into turmoil like never before.
Now, when I look through the force, I see no balance, no light, the connection I was so strong with before, gone.To be replaced with evil.An all powerful Darkness.It engulfs us, controlling the galaxy completely.
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One day, not so long ago, my team and I were on a mission, and although I rarely use the force these days,(just because the fact that I’m a Jedi endangers everyone around me) I meditated and I saw something that I hadn’t seen in ages.A force.A force of light so strong it had to be a Jedi.It was the light of a youngling.The purest form of light there is in the galaxy, but I hadn’t felt it since the Jedi purge, and that was a long time ago, when I was merely a Padawan myself…It was like being reunited with an old friend.The innocence and positivity of a youngling is like no other.They no nothing of greed, power, hatred, doubt or mistrust; only love, and serenity.Their presence is like a warm hug, an overpoweringly bright light.I missed that feeling so much,I had to find it’s source.

And so I did…His name is Ezra.

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“Happiness can be found even in the darkest of times if one only remembers to turn on the light.~Albus Dumbledore (from ‘Harry Potter’)

Photo Credits: Star Wars Rebels

Temiri Blagg

My whole life I’ve lived in this lousy, beautiful town.Being pushed around by this moron who owns the stables.Nobody cares how he treats the Fathiers or how he treats us, all those rich and snobbish people care about are their own businesses.The only businesses in the galaxy which can get you that rich; selling weapons to the first order, and the resistance.Fuelling the war that’s been waging throughout the galaxy, forever.The war between the light and the dark.

Over the years, they’ve taken many forms but I know that it all comes down to the same thing.And my place in all this is not here.Not here where I get beaten by a stupid old man every day.Not here where I’m constantly ignored. Not here, where I’m insignificant.I’m meant for something greater, and I deserve it.After all we’ve been through, every child here deserves it.

Everyone keeps telling me what to do, when to do it, how to it; but I just can’t…they don’t know what I need, or what I want…It’s frustrating beyond belief.But someday I’m gonna fly away from this place.Far, far away, and be free…I’m going to be a Jedi.

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Sometimes the world seems against you, the journey may leave a scar; but scars can heal and reveal just where you are. ~Grandma Tala (from ‘Moana’)

Photo Credits:Star Wars The Last Jedi

The Rebellion

~From Jyn Erso

Theres so much drama.With the empire, raining terror across the galaxy. People, friends, dying every day.Somehow we still manage to fight amongst ourselves, fight with the only people who dared to stand up against the Empire.Somehow, in all this chaos, everyone in this tiny little rebellion, seems only to be disagreeing with each other.The empire rules with fear, divides and conquers, and we’re the ones, the ones sworn to destroy them, who are helping them the most…

I respect Saw, he saved my life, he raised me; but what I don’t understand is why he feels the need to disobey and disregard every order the Alliance gives him. He doesn’t want to recognise that we have allies, other people willing to fight beside us.That we’re part of something bigger now, something much bigger than ourselves.

His methods are rash and reckless and he tends to kill a lot of innocent people while completing his missions…just the other day he was on Naboo, blowing up some Imperial officers suite, I heard, not realising that the queen of Naboo was there too and the princess of Alderaan!The daughter of the biggest contributor to the Rebel Alliance!

It’s like he doesn’t care who or what we’re fighting for—or he doesn’t know…

The Empire is enormous and extremely powerful, and the only way to defeat them is if we stand together.These are dark times, everyone is afraid, barely anybody has the courage to stand up for what they believe, and to fight…barely anybody can fight.So we have to make the best of what we have, respect those who dared to stand up.Support each other…cooperate, even if we don’t want to…now, more than ever, the galaxy needs to do something it’s rarely been able to do before-Unite.But can we?This drama will tear us apart, this plotting and scheming within ourselves, trying to alter missions to complete smaller missions of our own…It will destroy us.

And I can’t sit here and wait for it to hapen.Saw can do what he wants…Personally, I’ve had enough of this rebellion…

I’ll find other ways to destroy the Empire.

It’s A Muddle

Sometimes you just have to do things.No matter how much you loathe them and want to walk away.Like this stupid imperial academy…It’s terrible.It is the absolute worst place I’ve seen in The Galaxy…I don’t get how my sister did it…

These people are the purest evil I have ever witnessed and I say this without considering whatever they’ve done with my sister so you can see that has to be bad.I don’t understand how people actually come here off their own accord.It disgusts me…but sometimes they don’t know any better, like Jai Kell. At least Ezra was able to help him.Good for them…but I have to stay here until I find my sister.

He sighed

Some days I feel like this is pointless and I should have left when I had the chance, but when Ezra came, it gave me new hope.Maybe it’s a Jedi thing, or the fact that they still exist?

He knows how to find me, and eyes and ears inside Imperial HQ always helps for the rebellion.At least I can do some good…other than looking for my sister of course…

Someday I’ll find my sister, someday I’ll get out of this dreadful place, and someday the galaxy will be free.

Photo Credits:Star Wars Rebels

Ezra Bridger

He reached out with the force and closed his mind to the already quiet world he was on.He stretched his senses,trying to feel their presence,trying to connect with them.They seemed so close yet so far away,then, finally he saw it.

Hera,she was happy…about her child!!He remembered when she told him,just a day or two ago…now it felt like all that was ages ago,as if the last few days had lasted a millennia,but he mustn’t dwell on that,he needed to reach Sabine,he was counting on her…had she figured it out??Had she realised what he needed her to do??He had to tell her…but how?

Just then,he noticed something he wasn’t particularly looking for in the force,a distant presence,a familiar presence…Ahsoka.She was looking right at him,and he could see her,as solid as he could see himself.She knew Ezra was out there somewhere,and was deciding whether or not it was time to bring him home.

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Photo Credits:Star Wars Rebels:A World Between Worlds

If we could understand our emotions…

They’re gone, dead.Rogue One is dead.Everyone around me is miserable, but I don’t want to be.Rouge one are proof that if we have hope, we can win; and they were good people, the force will take care of them.And they will live on in our hearts forever.So why is everyone so depressed? I feel like their depression is reflecting upon me, and I don’t want it to!! I didn’t even know them. I’d met captain Andor once, briefly, but that was it; and still I feel like this is a personal loss, and I don’t like it.Its as if there’s this unpleasant, dead weight in my stomach that’s making everything seem odd.It’s strange.I’ve just been getting these random, almost nostalgic feelings ever since we left Scarif. It makes no sense.These don’t feel like my emotions. They’re disconnected from me and are making me feel disconnected from everyone else, for one reason.Mon Mothma kept tearing up when she contacted me after the battle and she almost switched off the hologram…

I’d actually been having a good week.The relief mission to Mykapo went really well and my paper for the apprentice legislature earned me a fair amount of ugly looks from the Imperial officers; but then this happened…The Death Star.

I mean, we got the plans, mission accomplished. At what cost? Said a nagging voice in her head which she tried to silence, but failed.I know many Rebels have already died for the cause and many, many more will die in the future; but the ones who survive will remain strong, because we have hope.

She was broken away from the world of her thoughts by Captain Antilles voice, ringing through her room.”Princess Leia, please report to the bridge, we’ll be coming out of hyperspace over Tattooine shortly”,he said; and she followed.Another adventure lay ahead of her.

Amyln Holdo of Gatalenta

“What would we do, if we couldn’t run away from our responsibilities, away from all the awful things that are happening in the Galaxy.What would we do, if we couldn’t find ways to distract ourselves from all our pain, and suffering.We would be broken…and we’d never have the strength to fight back.The Empire would shove us on the ground and we would stay they forever.But they never really have, and they never ever will, because we have hope, and in the times that we’re most upset, and feel like the entire universe is against us, we look to each other, we look to our past, we look to our future, and that reminds us what we fight for, and so we never give up.We have hope, and that is why no one will ever truly silence us.As long as hope lives in the Galaxy, evil will never be allowed to flourish.That is our life’s duty, to make sure that this hope never dies.To make sure that love, happiness and unity always prevail over hatred, pain and suffering.

The Empire rules with fear.They think that because they beat us, we will never rise higher than them.But they’re wrong.The way they beat us, is why we have risen much much higher than they could ever dream of rising.So stand, don’t let fear control you, let hope control you instead.Let us rise up together.Higher and higher each day, until they finally fall so far beneath us, they will really never rise up again.”

She met raucous applause as she finished and soon Leia was breathing in her ear,”Nice speech”,with a sly smile on her face; they departed the bridge to go prepare for their next mission.

Photo Credits:Star Wars The Last Jedi

Han…Han Solo

It was a dark time.The empire was young but already threatening to consume all the hope that was eft in the Galaxy.But amidst that darkness, was an incredibly free spirit.

The looming shadow of the Empire had forced the people to take desperate measures to stay alive.Crime Syndicates were emerying all over the Galaxy.Back on Corellia, they had Lady Proxima.They did her dirty work in exchange for food, shelter, and protection; but he wanted more.He was a pilot, best in the Galaxy, and he wanted nothing more than to fly away from that desolate place.Steal some Coaxium, make some good money, buy a ship, leave, and forever be alone with her.He was the good guy, who happened to be very good at running away, but he didn’t care.If he was up there, in the sky, he would be unstoppable. The Empire could try as hard as they wanted ,to rid the Galaxy of love and happiness, but as long as even one single soul, had hope, they would never succeed.

Han Solo was meant for more than what he had, and was ready to fight for it.

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Photo Credits:-Star Wars:The Empire Strikes Back

The name’s Ahsoka Tano

After the clone war, she was lost, confused and alone. Before, whenever she needed help, she would reach out, and sense the presence of the Jedi through the force, and they would guide her.Now, she felt empty.That connection she could always rely on, was gone.She felt less like a Jedi than ever.She had buried her lightsabers in a fake grave on Corusant with all the rest of them, but her connection with the force was isolating her.All she managed to hold on to was her Jedi utility belt, and that wasn’t enough to be recognised as one.She was travelling through hyperspace now, to who knows where, but those gentle blue spirals always seemed to calm her.She decided to meditate on the little floor space she had in her ship, and she thought to herself…you can never be alone in the force.