Prolouge

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An older man wears a black robe, A Hood covers his face to mask his identity. He slowly walks down a large ramp towards the market. He pays his credits for a couple things of food and he sits at a table next to another man who was passed out drunk on the other side of it. He begins to eat and pulls his Hood off of his face. He picks up the sweet, fresh fruit that was on his food tray. He looks around at all the other people adjusting his uncomfortable, black robe. Another man approaches them. He looked... familiar. Not his face, but his apparel. He studies the man walking up to the table he was sitting at.
He studied the man more looking at the symbols as he sits down next to them. I'm going blind... he tells himself
"Hello" the man says
"Hello" the man in the robe says realizing what the symbol is. He quickly stands to leave as the other male pulls a blaster pistol on him.
"You're not going no where" he says shooting the older man wearing the black robe.
The man falls. About to pass out he looks up and whispers "Wh- Please..." he says closing his eyes falling asleep. He feels as if he was dead but he was alive not dead. He feels the man from before dragging him somewhere... maybe his ship. The thoughts surged through him frightened. I cannot allow myself to be stripped away like this... he thinks unable to move. I'm temporarily paralyzed... he thinks trying to force himself to wake. He has survived the Clone Wars and the Rise of the Empire he can't die like this. He finally gets his peaceful life and it's being ripped away from him again.

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