Ghost of Aurora floated through the gate, disappearing into thin air after a moment. Where the sunlight kissed the tree-line a single blue rose bloomed.
Into the foyer slipped a shadow. It flickered aimlessly about before settling to darken the mahogany table. The rest of the room remained warmly lit. Daylight filtered in from behind gossamer curtains.
From the shadow a form began to rise. It was a scroll. The scroll began to levitate, taking with it the shadow. The scroll unraveled in midair. A faint chuckle filled the room as the shadow on the scroll rose off like black steam, whirling to form the loose figure of a human. They read the scroll through, once more to double check, and gave a satisfied nod. With a flourish they signed the document, rolled it back up, and set it gently back on the table.
With a flash the Raider II corvette Firaxa appeared in orbit above the Planet.
The Firaxa made it’s decent it’s hangar bay doors opening as Four Spec ops Stormtroopers and two B1 battle droids looked into an open sky.
The air whipped round Zeta Squad as they free fell barreling towards the sand and deadly rocks of the beach far below. Down, down, down they went, inland and deeper into the unknown planet.
a great stirring
deep in the cave.
the green fluttered
as it stirred
the light shafts flickered and deep from within there was a great rumble as it stirred, disturbed from it's casual slumber