Dessel got in the line with the rest of the creatures. He never really saw any species other than humans until now. This was the first day of his job. He was only 11, which is the age when you start working in the mines... if you're poor like him, of course.
He was pushed by the guards and knocked into people in line. He looked at his mother who was right beside him. She gave him a fake smile and nodded her head. She had done this before many times. The guard gave him a pickaxe and directed him towards the area where he would have to dig. He looked around at the area. Apatros was a nice planet in the Outer Rim, but he couldn't get distracted. He would have to do this for many years to come, so he might as well get started now.
Hours later, he started to ache in pain. He collapsed on the ground. His face was caked in dirt and he was sweating vigorously. His long brown hair didn't help. He was picked up by a guard and pushed back into place. "What do you think you're doing?! You can't lie here and expect to get away with it, little boy! Now dig!" Dessel picked up his pickaxe. He felt like he was going to cry. He didn't want this life.
Hours later, he heard a loud siren, which startled him half to death. The guards picked him up out of his area and led him to his living place, where he saw his mother. He suddenly out of nowhere started to cry in her arms. "You're okay," she said continuously. She put him to rest. She was very worried. She didn't want Dessel to go through the same thing she did, but there was no way around it. If someone is poor on Apatros, they had to mine. She eventually fell asleep, but it was hard.
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Star Wars: Darth Bane
FantasyThousands of years before Luke Skywalker and Darth Vader, Obi-Wan and Anakin, there was another Sith Lord who went by the name of Darth Bane. As Bane continues to destroy everything, not just the Jedi, but the Sith as well, he gains more and more po...
