Just was reading through the lore of Star Wars when I discovered the sad tale of Laa. Behold her final thoughts, in the form of a poem.-LLL

It's cold

A dark day for the Republic

The Sky bleeds red

The ground is covered in blood

The world dies, scorched by darkness

The Sith are rising

They have gathered

Rain shields us

A bubble of majic

The likes of the Sith

She will join them, she will join them

Light approaches, my Jedi comrades

Their faces firm, stances firmer

There's a flash of lightning, as well as a flash of their sabers

I open my mouth to tell them, "Leave Rain alone."

They strike me down

Screams, my own and Rain's

I'm falling, or am I flying?

It's all over

The light has done the deed of the dark

The Jedi Order is...is...