Every day I will write the very beginning of a story, a paragraph or a whole page, without worrying about where it might lead. "Nulla dies sine linea," I hope!
Showing posts with label Han Solo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Han Solo. Show all posts
Sunday, September 13, 2015
Which Star Wars character best describes you?
Most stay-at-home types thought that space travel was all action, but in truth it was quite often butt-numbingly boring. Han had been waiting for what seemed an eternity on this forsaken planet in this no-name system on the rear end of nowhere just to get one crucial part for his ship. The Millennium Falcon could fly without it, but hyperspace was no-go, and he hated having his secret weapon out of commission. Chewy had wanted to look around what passed for a city, but Han had a bad feeling that strangers weren't welcome to snoop, and Chewy was stranger than most in this, apparently hairless, planet.
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