“
Go ahead, spit it out,” she muttered.
“You look…”
Like a goddess of love and war and hope and ecstasy. Like a glimmering star that I have somehow been blessed to hold.
Like the rest of my life.
“…nice.” He wanted to kick himself.
”
― Dark Disciple
― Dark Disciple
“
He frowned. “Jedi aren’t without emotion. We’re allowed to grieve.”
“Perhaps,” Ventress allowed, “but somehow I don’t think most Jedi try to drown the pain with alcohol and slam their fists on the table.
”
― Dark Disciple
― Dark Disciple
