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11.08.2012 , 05:07 PM |
Ooooh I've had this one in mind since the
prompt! This is a follow on to that short.
Miriah, no spoilers
“A season change is upon us all, sister, be prepared
.” Season change, Miriah snorted, as she read the message her sister had sent her. What kind of Jedi nonsense is this? Corso had picked Magdalane up on Tython, but before they could get to the
, the diplomatic service recalled her leave time, and Corso had delivered her to Republic Fleet instead. She was on the way there now, hopefully to at least have dinner with her Jedi sister before she had to be leaving. Season change, now why does that ring a bell? Oh yeah, she thought, remembering the time she’d heard that phrase before.
I’ll never, ever get involved again,” she’d sobbed on her oldest sister’s shoulder. “I’m done with relationships. Everybody leaves, everybody!” They’d just seen their other sister, Maura, off to military academy, and since she’d been Miriah’s constant companion practically since birth, it was painful to let her go. Not only was her sister gone, but the guy she’d been involved with was in her class, and had gone too. Now, Miriah felt more alone than she’d ever been, and was telling Mags that she was done getting close to people.
“You cannot live your live avoiding people, Miriah Julianne! You are a very passionate person, you’ll explode if you try to keep all that inside you.” She patted her baby sister’s back, knowing it wasn’t helping but helpless to do anything more. At fifteen years old, Miriah was so mercurial in her moods as to be totally unpredictable, but Mags heard the steel in her young voice. “Mir, sometimes you just have to experience a season change. Not like the weather, but in life. You’ve gone along one way, then something changes, then something else changes, and it’s like you’ve undergone a different phase or season in your life. A season change. That’s what this is, sweetie
She walked to the bridge, ignoring Risha’s stare. What does she mean? She sat, staring at the stars, remembering the last force vision Mags had told her about, and it was so off. That’s probably what it is, she thought, something Mags dreamed up and thinks is true. I’ll have to ask her, when we dock.
A few hours later, Miriah was sauntering in her loose hipped walk down the cantina steps. Suddenly her attention was drawn to a booth to her right. She turned and saw Corso there, but she had to look again. Something was different, she thought, he’s looking directly at me, not blushing. There’s a confidence I haven’t seen from him lately. She met his gaze and started to walk toward him, and felt the shiver pass over her.
A season change is coming.
What had Magdalane done?
Love is the strongest magic of them all.