Personal Narrative-Star Wars

Edgar: Aye, because they art just so interest 'd in a few nay magics lifes.

“What is the boy doing?” I asked. “He’s just resting; looks like these tired” General Horneck responded.

"He called out with a mighty voice, "Fallen, fallen is Babylon the great! It has become a dwelling place of demons" (Revelation 18:2 NRSV)

When I was a small child, I became a huge fan of Star Wars. I watched all the movies, I got all sorts of Star Wars toys and games. As I grew older, I expanded my interests into other products of science fiction and real space exploration. I read about things like the Apollo Program and International Space Station, even acquiring their lego sets. As the years went on and my knowledge grew and grew, I found myself captivated by anything to do with outer space, be it real or fiction. The idea of escaping the shackles of gravity and reaching the expanse of planets orbiting our star wasn’t even enough to sate my appetite. I already knew about the inhospitable clouds of Venus, the ripping winds of Jupiter, and the volcanic wasteland of Io. I became

A large sycamore tree waved to the warm breeze. A parade of greens leaves and brown branches dancing to the beat of the world. The boiling sun beat down on the lone tree casting a cool shadow in its wake. White thin clouds scattered in the wild open blue sky. Leaving a trail of white mist running with the wind. Cricket sang a slow heavy tune calling to the clouds to come a little closer and bless the hot ground with cool shade.

“Some things can’t be explained.” it replied calmly. “This is the deep Devil’s Woods, where the extraordinary happens.”

Rae looked at the eldest kneeling in front of her and asked. “So what exactly do you know about them?” Rae could not even bring herself to say the word VAMPIRE.

It was finally over. The Final Battle had taken place not moments ago around the Great Castle that was Hogwarts.

"Well, I love--care about my grandsons equal--fairly." He combed his smooth slate beard. "And... I... I think Alan would make a better leader than Marcus."

“Nothing. It is a saying of the Outlanders.” Alard sat down at his desk, where he looked completely out-of-place. “It is likely that the Harvest Guild stopped fighting in return for some guarantee of their standing. Otherwise today Ness would be run by the Merchant and Craft guilds.”

saw the worlds lying in light and beauty, the fields yellow with waving grain, the

"Everyone knows they’re real, Luna. She was just angry at the moment, causing her to say nonsense." Brenna replied.

“It can’t be. The only witch that I know of is trapped in the underworld forever.”

“Exactly! I am impressed, Earl. Many centuries ago, the Gorgon sisters three held snake-like characteristics, but were still beautiful as is the nature of their creation, but those times were long before mortals had ever seen them. As their thirst and power grew, so did their illusions. But the way in which they had to feed made it easy, if one was not dazzled, for mortals of find them out. You can only kill so many humans in a single place before someone catches you in the act, no?”

"You and me, hunters and contract killers, we're all the same, right? Self-medicated, all with our own demons to deal with and our own things that keep us awake at night. You have your fair share of demons, I've seen them."