Monday DE

[bjornwilde]

 Good morning and welcome to another week. How about we start this one with some fic?

Since my day is looking pretty packed, here's a random first line generator to get you started. As ever, feel free to ask for prompts from your noble peers, I just may not be able to provide myself.

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[jedi_interrupted]

They had been together for twenty-five years, or so it had seemed. Even when they were parted, when she had walked away from the Order and left Anakin behind, he was still a part of her life. Even when she had thought he was dead, his voice and guidance carried in her thoughts.

Even as she now walked deeper into the Sith temple, limping yet strong, he was with her and always would be. No matter what he had become, Anakin as he was would live in her.

[herr_bookman]

This is very well done.

[jedi_interrupted]

blushes

Thank you!

What remains

[not_his_pa]

They say everyone who looks into their family history will find a secret sooner or later. Amelia Evans stared down at the newspaper that talked of her relatives, Dan Evans who transported the outlaw Ben Wade.

When she had been a girl, she'd wanted to know more about her great-grandfather's history in Arizona before he ended up in California as a doctor, but there wasn't anything written. She'd known that he had an older brother that kept working as a cowboy named William, that his father had died in some awful way but nothing else. There had been an interview where he'd given a terse answer of, "We left Arizona to get me into a better school and for my health. It wasn't a happy place for any of us, but my brother missed the skies. Its not my story to tell."

This then must be the story, she had to find out more about Ben Wade and hope that Bisbee had remembered the Evans' family.

Re: What remains

[bjornwilde]

Okay this really makes me wish to know what if William's story remained for her to find out.

Re: What remains

[ceitfianna]

It does give me kind of a seed of an idea, all the archival fun.

[makesthings]

Vague spoilers for Goldenhand.

He had the urge to clear the ground, to look out and see nothing but he didn't have the power and he knew that would be too much. Ferin poked him with her boot, "Don't go away, need you awake and fighting."

"I'm not, I'm here. There's an opening over there," They still had spelled arrows and they would survive this.

[bjornwilde]

I love the sense of this and how one would want to clear the sight of a battlefield(?)..

[ceitfianna]

Yes, its a battlefield and thank you. That generator is interesting.