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 When I was little, I remember having a beautiful life on Rami. I lived in a palace between the forests and the oceans, I had servants, toys, but most importantly I had a mother, a father, and even a baby sister, Luna, and we were all very close. Then, suddenly, when I was six, mom and Luna disappeared. I didn't know what happened to them, but I saw that father was very depressed. When I asked him where they were, he told me they were dead. I guess that was easier to explain than what really happened. I later found that what really happened was far more complicated. Mother told Luna the truth, which was that Luna was not born of Zidine Tora, my father, but of a Sith Lord, who took my mother against her will. Soon it became obvious that Luna was not Zidine's child, and the people of his planet pressured him into taking some sort of action. They didn't care what the circumstances were. Eventually father was forced to send Luna and mother away. Mother fled with Luna to Ninchrominis Fillinis, the more primitive sister planet of Rami. I can see now how much that tore my father apart, but unfortunately, that only marked the beginnings of our problems. Despite everything, Zidine was still a great father to me. I loved him very much, and I was very happy. Of course, it wasn't always fun; I had to learn how to be a Princess, and that meant hours and hours of classes, but I kind of enjoyed them. From what I can remember, my teachers were rather pleased with me too, and told my father that I would be a great Queen when the day came. Unfortunately, as you probably already know, the day never would come.
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When I was fourteen, my planet fell under the attack of the Yevetha. I still find it hard to think of them as anything else but monsters, or "creatures", as I most often call them. Rami was a peaceful planet, and not too technically advanced, so in consequence we had no way of defending ourselves from such a sudden attack. I'm sure the battle lasted less than a day, and I remember being so terrified... I was with father when the Yevetha invaded the palace, we were trying to escape...The next thing I remember is standing in the grip of one of the creatures and watching my father's execution. They placed my head on the same stone block, but they didn't see that I still had my Pantherah necklace...The ax only brushed my neck before Trypher appeared and saved me, I don't know how he did it. I still have the scar. Trypher and I stayed on Rami only a little while afterwards. I can remember so much destruction, but no bodies. He got me on the first transport out of there, I've never called on him again, and to this day I don't know where that transport led me, but I remember vividly my stay. I've already said more now, than I've ever told anyone. Don't expect me to go into how I survived from here on out, because I won't tell you. I've told you enough already, and I'm sure you don't want to hear the rest, just as much as I don't want to tell it.
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I hope Jodin never sees this picture. I'll never hear the end of it. |
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