To Have a Gift (A Star Wars Fanfic)
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The Dark Jedi Saga: Book II
"I have heard many say that my strengths barely out way my weaknesses. They are wrong. I believe that any 'weakness' I have, whether physical or mental, can be exploited to be my greatest strength."
-Master Arrai Skywalker
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The will of the Force is shifting in every direction. No Jedi, Sith, or otherwise can see clearly anymore.
It is time for the heroes and villains to take their places on the stage and get into character.
Secrets arise from the depths of forgotten soldiers.
The trustworthy begin to lie.
And, most importantly, the Dark Side begins ascending from the ashes.
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Original cover art is not my own.
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