(Note: I do not own Star Wars and I made these stories based on sentiments in Star Wars though they are entirely of my own imagination otherwise. Enjoy reading.) Star Wars VII: The Lost Reincarnation Prophecy Introduction Approximately 212 Lunar years after Lord Darth Vader's death...
In Central Hierla Qua, the home planet of the newly discovered Astaroths, was a young Astarling. She was destined to rule, and at age 16, was already in training for the role. She was determined by the look of her cerulean eyes, strong-willed by the silver stripes in her blonde hair, and ill-tempered by the way she moved her body in times of peril.
She was Lil-Mauru Yungloria.
A fine kick with her leg perfectly straight in the air, her nose pointing towards the ground, her right arm out-stretched, her body exhibited a perfect 45 degree angle. A swift, elegant 180 degree revolution she inverted her position out-stretching her left arm now. And lowering herself to the brownish green grass floor her palm seemed to hold all the weight of her body, and like magic lift her entire body like a feather. Her eyes gently closed as her right foot touched her left knee at a perfect 90 degree angle, her free right arm out-stretched, all of her tendons and muscles harmonious with her spirit.
"Lil-Mauru!"
The violent vibrations of that voice did not disrupt her peace; they soared on a path around her as she remained still, her breath like a lullaby.
"Lil-Mauru, mother's asking for you again!"
Again, she did not stir.
"Lil-Mauru, Lil Mauru!" There was a groan and retreating footsteps.
A few seconds later the young Astarling's eyelids flickered opened and the blue moved around like beckoning thunderous skies as a grin grew on her bright pink lips. She pushed gently off the ground as the Force within her and all things aided her to stand perfectly on her feet. She turned, her knee length hair cascading around her, and headed where her brother had been. Yes, her loud messenger brother.
"Don-ree Yungloria, I'm here!"
Truthfully she had not heard a word he had said, for her concentration was purely on her studies and medication. She just knew he would show up, however, and TRY to disturb her. NOTHING shattered her focus; not even a bomb going off next to her unsettled her spirits.
The strong scent of cherries and apricot kernels burst into her as she walked past the trellis draped in vines. The entrance to our home. She knew. Because mother loves beauty.
A silent approach and sweet lips pressed to Lil-Mauru's cheeks brought sincere knowledge that her mother greeted her.
"There are Art'Rilans headed this way, dear, so dress up your best." Mrs. Yungloria's sweet voice rung.
Lil-Mauru answered almost immediately with a stunned look tattooed in her eyes. "Are you shoo-ire?" She asked in her quick, highly accented speech.
"Yes, Lil-Mauru, they arrive in about one hour." Her brother answered matter-of-factly.
"But mother, the Art'Rilans are tricksters, especially with time. I know they will arrive precisely at this instant. They try to catch you at your worst.." Lil-Maura sighed and her eyelids flickered with adamance. Her hair stood on end as the Force inside of her awoke and buzzed with dynamic energy, bursting around her encircling her aura with feelings of cautiousness.
"They are hee-ire now, in fact." She said before turning to look past the garden gate and see the 3 guests arrive.
