Just to highlight that I do not own Star Wars, Star Wars is owned by Disney.
Jedi. The word definitely means something, well it was supposed to mean something- defenders of peace? The definition has changed over the course of this war. Somewhere, deep down I know that something isn't right, something is definitely out of place here.
It has been years since the battle of geonosis, years since the war began, I sense it, and I know other Jedi sense it too- there is darkness surrounding the chancellor- the darkness of a sith...
My name is Valerie Maraan, a Jedi padawan, nothing more, nothing less. I am of the mirilian species, if that's what you so desperately wanted to know. My master is Lornetta Vari, she is kind, yes, but a bit critical on my actions.
I have discovered that it is my duty to protect the Jedi order from the darkness that lingers. This is my story, an exciting one, at times sad. This isn't a story about the Jedi, the sith or the republic, this is a story of the force through my own eyes. This is my war.
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Star wars: a mirrored life (legacy book 1)
FanfictionValerie maraan is a kind hearted, at times sarcastic jedi padawan who her master thinks does nothing good but cause trouble. As one of the only survivors of the fatal order 66, She must learn to survive on her own. But surprisingly something changes...
