Mark the Trails of Moths Prologue
Suggested Theme:
Main Theme- Bright Dead Star by Current 93
At the death of twilight, Darth Sidious descends from his palace and steals past the field of broken Sith Swords for the shrine that was once lay forgotten by the Jedi above. He carries with him only a crystal ball small enough to fit in a goblin's hands.
In the center of the shrine is a cauldron for alchemy and scrying; black as the dark and craggy as the Sith Lord before it. Sidious holds the crystal ball with one hand and brings the other to his mouth. He slices his palm open with his incisors and lets the blood seep into the cauldron.
The spell, a flurry of snarls and torn words, bubbles and rolls the crystal back and forth on the withered palm until it crackles with the truest light: lightning.
The crystal reflects with a thousand eyes; blue, green, black, and gold. The eyes do not look at him but behind him. He cranes his head back and sees two moths with white bodies and four pinpricks of green.
They circle around each other in an elliptical motion like they are searching for the flame of death.
But frost, as cold as Convergence in winter, creeps over their bodies and consumes them.
And then light consumes him.
Author's Comments- There are no links this time.
This has to be one of my shortest prologues that I've typed up. At least in recent memory. Originally, this was all supposed to be a direct continuation of Princess Eos's storyline and how he finds Armitage. However, I decided to begin this new part of the series with Sidious and his first interaction with Yun-Shuno. Don't worry he's not dead.
Next chapter should be direct continuation of this one with a little Eos and Vader fluff thrown in.