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January 14 - January 16, 2023
Despite the very real fears about contracting the highly contagious Krytos virus, the stands were packed to overflowing.
If you trade vigilance for complacency, freedom for security, a future without fear for comfort; you will be responsible for shaping the galaxy once again into a place that demands people like Corran fight, always fight and, eventually, fall victim to evil.
I’ve never really escaped the Empire because they managed to make others suspicious of me.
Corran knew this type of ugly was often referred to as a TYE-wing, though DIE-wing was a common nickname for it as well.
While he envied Han Solo the passion with which he was loved, he dreaded the idea of being plagued by the pain Leia had known.
Isard smiled in a manner that made Corran want to shrivel up and die.
The harm done to innocents in the area when the bombs went off had been seen as just punishment for the failure of the people to report the Rebels working in their area.
Loor smiled and sniffed proudly, but the scent of the city’s lower reaches tarnished his fantasy.
The point is that when you help someone through such a difficult time, you get to see his heart and get to know him very well.”
Gavin thought he looked pretty sharp in his Rogue Squadron uniform, but he was a black hole compared with a supernova, and quite content with that role.
others thought and said didn’t matter—it was the person inside and what he thought of himself that mattered.
“Threaten a child and you will unite the parents against you. Kill a child and those who have lost it will retreat in mourning. Those around them will feel their pain and likewise look to their own families. They will keep their children close and out of schools. This will shatter the Rebellion’s ability to indoctrinate the young. It also makes the Rebellion look unforgivably weak. People will demand things be done and it will be left to me to do them.”
Iella’s greatest triumph was in locating the series of young-adult Duros novels from which Nootka drew inspiration for his various aliases and the new names of his ship.
NERD
The second thing he had concluded, and had spent the last week attempting to convince Jan and Urlor was true, was that they were all upside down. The technology for creating and negating artificial and real gravity was ancient.
“So you’re telling me that we need a miracle?” Nawara nodded. “I’d take one if you had one to offer, but then again, I wouldn’t worry too much. Winning this trial is merely impossible, and we’re Rogues. We’ll get it done.”
The shards of Alderaan formed an asteroid field commonly known as the Graveyard. The majority of traffic into the sector came from Alderaanian expatriots returning to see the sun beneath which they were born one more time and to leave grave-gifts among the asteroids.
Kirtan Loor would have been trembling with outrage, but the lethargy of despair had a higher priority.
“You know the Bothan saying—‘Never means the right opportunity has not yet arisen.’
He found no more surprises and gave up hoping there was a history of Corvis Major that would contain something more substantial in terms of weaponry. Like an X-wing.
What was once an Empire is now just a collection of bitter people clutching at whatever power they can find to keep themselves apart from those they have hurt. What they do not realize, and the reason they are doomed to failure, is that all power in the galaxy comes from the free and willful investing of power by one person in another. Human and non-human, gendered or not, young, old, hale or infirm, we can only give power, we cannot take it. Stolen power evaporates and when it does, the empires that were built on it and of it collapse, never to rise again.”
“As my master told me, there is no try: one can only do or do not,” Luke nodded solemnly. “It seems, Wedge, those are your choices.” “No choice at all, Luke.” Wedge smiled broadly. “We’re, ah, we were Rogue Squadron. We do.”
