"Go through the mirror Anakin."
In the dark corridors of the Force, an ancient prophecy whispers secrets of power and destruction. An enigmatic mirror holds the fate of the Chosen One, revealing that his path to bring balance is intertwined with the...
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Memories; They are like lightning in a storm: they briefly illuminate the darkest recesses of the mind, only to leave a trail of fire that burns from the inside out. They can lead even the strongest of men adrift into madness, revealing the devastating power of the past over the present.
Prophecy; In the whispers of fate, prophecy echoes like a timeless riddle, intertwining the present and the future with invisible threads. It is not a promise, but a warning; it is not a map, but a shadow that dances on the edge of consciousness, suggesting paths that may or may not be taken. It challenges the heart to decipher its true meaning, while the universe silently conspires, waiting for the moment when the truth will finally be revealed.
The lightning adorned to memories is not clear; it obscures them, not allowing us to see what we want, nor what we need, only what suits those who play with force to manipulate fools.
"Shadows danced on the walls of the ancient cave, created by the hesitant glow of the torches. The silence was broken only by the soft sound of the breathing of three figures, each immersed in their own thoughts.
The first figure, a revered master, was searching for answers beyond the limits of common knowledge. His eyes were closed, and his mind navigated the currents of time, exploring distant memories and past encounters. The second, a Jedi master who was also very powerful, had his mind wandering through the words spoken by his elder. The third... the third was evil. A poisonous shadow that watched from afar, fascinated by the concern shared by the Jedi masters."
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"The small mysterious figure walked across the desolate landscape of Dathomir, its steps careful in the treacherous terrain. Dense fog enveloped the surroundings, hiding ancient secrets. Beside him, a larger but younger figure stood alert, holding a little girl with a look of innocence and curiosity. Her large eyes observed everything around her, while the ship rested in the distance, a symbol of security in a world of uncertainty.
