Andarin: The Mountains: jedi council

but my dreams, they aren’t as empty, as my conscious seems to be

Micah had said exactly was she new. Solira burned. Solira is on the brink of death and they are only fighting the inevitable. Ni'Srilan was another story. Perhaps a sadder one. Torn apart by its own inability to see reason and truth. So easy to put their burdens onto the shoulders of others. She sighed softly thinking about the viper-queen. She once would have called her friend. A very good friend. But she has gone crazy in her poorly directed anger.

Solira is hardly a concern. Their sea beds are burning away as we speak. Are they much longer for this world?" It wasn't the Soliran's that she was concerned with and nearly laughed at Micah's remark. It was so true. It was if the vipers were also fighting a losing battle. Not realizing they have already lost. Maybe they can come back. They certainly have a better chance than Solira, but still. Was it really worth it in the end. She supposed it at least gave them something to report on and fuss about. "Ni'Srilan is corrupted. They no longer see truth and reason. That alone makes them beatable." She nods. There was nothing more for her to say. Not yet, not now. She stood in silence. Waiting to see if Nicodemus wished anything else from them.

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