23-01-20

I was busy yesterday, probably will have more busy days in the near future (trying to get involved in the local community theater), but I'll try to make time to write where I can.

Today I wrote: 973 words

I worked on: a Star Wars oneshot

Excerpt:

No, it had to have been the hidden Sith, come out of the shadows to do his butchery by his own hands. Even if that had not been enough evidence, the oppressive cold that now suffused the Temple, that bit into the mind and bound the lungs, deep and dark and bitter in a way that Ilum could never be – that unnatural chill would be evidence enough that this was the work of the Sith. A thousand years would not be enough for the horrible echoes of the slaughter to fade.