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The Book of TimeChapter One: The Pendant
Luke and Leia paced around the large circular room, avoiding objects from the dim light that emitted from the failing lightbulb hovering above them. The room was immensely old; a layer of dust and grime covering most of the machinery and spare parts scattered across the room. As if whoever was there before left in an extreme hurry; bits and pieces strewn across the room with burn marks covering the walls; barely an inch apart from each other.
The room used to be the one of many that was the life of underground Corusant; one of the beating hearts of the disadvantaged and poor. But there were no poor now, the streets were empty. Its inhabitants disgusted by the events that took place there. Murder, genocide, rape and treason; there was no reason left for them to come back at all. Corusant was silent. Stripped of all glory except for the past that gripped them in the cruellest way.
Luke, aware of the ringing silence around them, darted his sharp eyes over the room, pacing slowly to examine several objects that caught his eye. Leia was doing the same, except she was a little more successful with her search. Catching her eye on a small metallic pendent, lying hidden in a corner away from the light.
The hint of a simple pattern engraved into the metal, it was slightly faded from age but small swirling lines surrounding a small circle could still be seen. Luke recognised the pattern before, in Tatooine where young children gave such things to their parents or friends. It imitated the soft waves of a woman's hair, he knew that it was also a lover's pendent given t for good luck.
It was beautiful, but the strange thing was that no a single patch of grime covered it.
Curious, Leia reached out and grabbed the pendent. Their world suddenly going black.