This is how it all started, I guess. After I sent Yoda off in his escape pod, I was bored.
The dark side had officially taken over and we were all under their control. Luckily for me, I was clever enough to escape.
Aren't I a clever wookie?
From Kahyyyk, I stole one of the Stormtrooper's escape pod's and left. My home town from afar was all gone, smouldering to rubble by the X-wing fighters and the starships. All gone.
I could only watch from afar as the escape pod zoomed through the galaxy, taking me to a place I could only know when the time comes.
This is a short entry but I am still overcome with fear from the encounter.
Don't get me wrong, wookies aren't so easily shaken. We are tremendous and powerful creatures.
(Translated by Han Solo)
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Chewbacca the walking rug: A memoir
Fiksi IlmiahChewbacca is a wookie. This is his story. ©Lucasfilm [cover by me]