Author Archives: Celyn

About Celyn

Heavy dreamer, lover of stories, obsessive gamer, voracious reader, music addict, and worshipper of the color black. I ramble, I rant, I overthink things, I dream out loud, I swear, I overuse smilies and abuse ellipses. You have been warned...

[Fanfic: SWTOR] The Masks We Wear

Khessya made her way into the temple ruins, letting her fingers brush the mossy stones eaten by age and her thoughts roam freely. She had found her way to Yavin 4 once more. Another trip down memory lane and introspection, … Continue reading

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Khessya

You were born a light in the darkness A beacon of hope for the lost and aching souls They all flutter to you like moths to a flame So take great care of this gift For it might blind you … Continue reading

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Unknown

Khessya headed to the solitude of her quarters. The ship course was set to the fastest route to Yavin 4 and her crew had been ordered to get some rest. The last few days had been everything but easy and … Continue reading

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Ring

Theron sat on his bunk and finally allowed his thoughts a prudent freedom. His new “friends” hardly ever left him alone and he was under constant scrutiny. He had expected as much, he was a risk to them, the enemy … Continue reading

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Fire

There’s a fire in her heart That will burn until the end. And a searing light in her mind That may one day consume her. The passion of a burning star, Intense and blinding, And the patience of a spark, … Continue reading

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Silence

The thief hid behind an old oak stump, careful not to disturb the quiet and draw attention to himself. For some reasons the guards had not followed him into the forest but for all he  knew, it could be a … Continue reading

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View

Note: this is a scene inspired by my “in progress” story. I don’t know yet if it will ever make it into the story or if that story will ever stop being “in progress” ~*~*~ The path takes an abrupt … Continue reading

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