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"We survived the Empire. We will survive this mud."
When an atmospheric entry malfunction strands Luke Skywalker and Princess Leia in medieval Bohemia, 1403, the war for the galaxy is replaced by a desperate struggle for daily bread and basic warmth.
In a valley ruled by the iron fist of Lord Markvart, an alien machine like an X-wing is a dangerous heresy. When Luke's lightsaber short-circuits against local carbon iron and his cybernetic limb begins to rust from the damp mountain air, the illusion of Jedi power shatters. To save an innocent village from a ruthless lord's tax, the twins must fight a primitive, low-tech war.
No blasters. No shields. No cosmic destiny. Just sand, grease, and the quiet, overlooked anger of people who have starved enough.
Can a Jedi Guardian protect a world when he's forced to rely entirely on pig iron and human strength?