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Mirrors of the Force. part 1

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my first little illustration to a great Star Wars fan-fiction story "Mirrors of the Force" written by my dear talented friend Sebastian :iconcharonferryman: (do read it, i suggest, even if you usually are not into StarWars fanfiction stories, 'cause this story is very good beautiful and unique indeed:))

here's a first part of the story (please in order to comment and favourite on the story, go to Sebastian's submission of the story itself: :spotlight-left: [link] :spotlight-right: and stay tuned 'cause we'll submit the next part with a new illustration in about a week:nod:)


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Sebastian Buchner

Mirrors of the Force
Part I

Li, my brother, was sitting quietly. Tach, who took care of us, was talking and inattentive. He was often talking like this and nobody was listening. I didn’t know what the words meant until I found them again in one of the libraries of the dark monks. This speaks of their power, that they could stay in my mind, uncomprehended, only to reveal themselves at the moment I had enough knowledge to comprehend them. I know now that what Tach did was dangerous. I didn’t know then.
Then, twenty years ago, the words were many things to me. Lullaby, magic spell, words in which I could find feelings that I didn’t comprehend. But above all they were Tach and all that he was to us. When they first met him, many people thought that Tach was an imbecile, one of the many people driven mad by the loss of their homeworld, maybe one of the last of his kind – and there were many such people when I was a child. It wasn’t a strange thing to have lost a planet, it was as common as losing a toy or a parent. We lost both parents, but we had toys and we had a planet. Not that Li ever saw it, but I did. In fact I am currently sitting on a shuttle taking me from the surface of my own planet back into space, which belongs to nobody but is always being fought over. The interior of the shuttle is turned red and orange by the light given off by the friction heat. People around me look pale and lonely. There is much fear in this little shuttle. Much clutter, too, since the staff didn’t bother securing the refreshments too well. Even though the stabilizers have improved immensely in the last decade or so, it is still difficult to keep away the feeling that one is among many dice in a cup, shaken by an enthusiastic player, as one passes from air into airlessness. Streaks of flame and heat turn to blackness and it takes a while until the pilot decides to turn on the shuttle’s internal lights, so one races from fire into shadow. Everything becomes quiet with an inexplicable suddenness, as if some cosmic giant clapped his hands and so took all noise away. I become very still inside, feel myself flowing out, hoping against hope to fill that immeasurable emptiness that I am going to cross.
It is in these moments that I feel that which they call the Force strongest. Against the black backdrop of space all hopes, plans and fears become starkly visible. My own plans, my own hopes, my own fears are reduced to a single thread and it takes all my strength to keep following this thread, symbolic of my existence, as it weaves into the tapestry that appears in my mind.
Then something vast drifts past beyond my window. A star destroyer. People say they are large enough to be spotted from the surface of the planet with the naked eye. The lights of the shuttle go on, the people around me sigh collectively and some begin tentative conversations. The tension is broken and so is my vision.



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part II [link]
part III [link]
part IV [link]
part V [link]
part VI [link]
part VII [link]
PartVIII [link]
Part IX [link]
Part X [link]
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J4n3T's avatar
I love that little girl! ( I always love little girl =D )


You are too amazing!