Chapter one's here! Woah, these are really short in computer form... Well, no can do. Just feels a bit weird, normally my stories are really long. But I didn't want to put all of this to the same chapter, so it's kinda my own fault.
Checking... checking... Nope. No email from Lucas where he states he gives it all to me.
Tatooine : Stories from the Sands
He hated it. As far as he could remember, he had always dreamed of flying away. Away from the burning sand, the sand he hated so much, for it got everywhere, it was coarse and annoying. He hated it.
There he would always be less. Less than he knew he could be. A property, an object, a slave. He hated it. He could be more, he knew it. From the pilots, he heard of oceans, of tons of water, waters that continued as far as the eye could see. And there, every drop was a gift, an answered prayer, a thing that men could kill for.
And then came a man, and a girl, an angel. And he could get away, and become more. But the prise to be paid was to leave behind that very thing, that very person, he loved the most. And he wasn't so sure anymore. As he sat on the floor of the ship, the ship that took him away, he missed that very thing, that very person. But he did not miss the place, the the sand, the twin suns. He hated them.
His story began there, a story of many sad things. There he was a little boy, with the dreams and hopes of little boys. And a part of that innocent little boy died there, as he held that very thing, that very person, in his arms, and felt her life run through his fingers, run like the sand, the sand he hated. And he hated it.
He didn't come back again, not after what he had done. It scared him. And he hated that, too, being scared. There, on those sands, he took the first steps. In more ways than one. And even though he never returned again, Tatooine would always be his shadow.
That's chapter one for you, review for me, please?