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The Books of Oyja III: Leik and leiks
Chapter 6 A New Start

I looked at Jash and smiled, I was glad that the nomers had left us. I felt a joy that some peace would be granted to us. We had done enough, I thought, and should be rewarded. Not rewarded by jewels or riches, but in some quiet time. I wanted a family and a place to call my own once again.

I looked to one of the leik’s walls and focused on opening it. Jash gave me some of her power and I allowed that power to flow through me and I loved it. The taste of the power was sweeter than any wine of Tas’. I breathed in and out flowed a time and place. Jash and I jumped through the hole and found ourselves on Mon Calamari. It was noon and the waves licked the shore gently.

“So,” She said. “This is our new life. A life of trying to forget what has happened. Do I see the hermit coming back?”

“Jash,” I said. “This is no escapist, but someone wanting some time away from the fighting. Away from the Dark Lord of the Night and Shadow; to create a time when a family can form.”

“A family formed from parents getting away from what they are supposed to do?” She asked. “A family formed on deception.”

I spread my arms wide to indicate the ocean and all it contained. I took her hand and kissed it. “Please, my love, allow me to prove myself. I want a son or daughter to carry on what we started. We will, of course, not keep secret who we really are to him or her. We’ll tell him or her, when the time comes, who we really are.” I replied. “I just want to spend time with you. I fear our time is soon ending.”

Jash smiled at me. “Our time will end when it will. Don’t worry, I’ll always be with you.” She said and then turned inland and started to walk, I followed. As I walked I went into Tas’ glory and took in everything I could. The time of day, the people, the animals, and where we were supposed to go.

When we reached a town I took care to look if Jash and I could stay there. But I was thinking of an apartment under the waves where we could see fish when we woke up and where life would greet us each morning.

We stopped at a small restaurant. From the talk, I heard about the Sith War. I looked over at Jash, maybe peace wouldn’t come to us. The Sith were enemies of the Jedi and I didn’t want to meet them. Darkness was here but I would shine such a great light that even the Dark Lord of the Night would shrink back in fear.

“Those Sith are powerful,” One Mon Calamarin said. “But I don’t think that they can ever defeat the Jedi. Defeating the Jedi would take more than a Sith or a whole army of Sith. You would have to destroy the light to ever destroy the Jedi.”

“Yes,” I replied. “And it is very hard to do that. Mizak is the light and he will not fall.”

“What religion do you speak of?” The Mon Calamarin asked.

“It doesn’t have a name.” I replied. “My name is Oyja and my companion is Jash, my wife.”

“Mine is Teimn.” He replied. “Have you just arrived? Do you need help?”

After a few more exchanges we found out he knew of an apartment that would suit Jash and I. It was a few hours before we got there but, when we did, Jash jumped on me in joy. The room was of a good size and it had everything we needed to live, as well as a view of a coral reef. Marine life flourished there and room could also be made for a small tank to go inside the room.

Teimn bowed and was about to leave when Jash stopped him. “You shall be rewarded for this.” She said. “What price do you ask?”

He smiled at her. “The price I ask is that you keep this place full of life, my parents used to live here.”

Jash smiled at him. “We would be happy to do that for you.” She then turned to me. “Oyja has plans of a family for us. There should be enough life here to suit you.”

After Teimn left Jash and I sat on the couch. We took glasses of water and talked to the water to make it into wine. We drank it slowly. We talked of many things, of what our child’s name would be and what we would do.

We planned to get jobs. I wanted to be someone that helped ship items on planet. Jash, on the other hand, wanted to be a doctor. She would make a good one since her connection to life was so great. The greatest any could hope to have. Her feathers always radiated with such a glorious light.

I touched her glowing blue robes. Life was her’s and I was her’s. There was no owning her, there never would be. Who could hope to be as great as her or as powerful? I knew Mizak was light but I also knew that Jash was some other light, a light that light doesn’t recognize.

“Are you feeling alright?” Jash asked me and smiled. A brightness filled her eyes, a joy came to her in the form of a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Jash, I love you so and will never take another.” I said. “There is so much beauty in you that you’ll never die. Someone with so much light can never go out.”

She set her wine glass down and touched my lekku. Joy came into me, for a child would come to us. A child that would make us both proud, a joy that would overrule any other joy.

Dedicated to: The Maradan who rekindled, within me, the flame that helped me to restart this work.

Also a thanks to: Rachel Hayler and debri for giving me ideas for this series from our rps.

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The Books of Oyja III: Leik and leiks
Chapter 6 A New Start

I looked at Jash and smiled, I was glad that the nomers had left us. I felt a joy that some peace would be granted to us. We had done enough, I thought, and should be rewarded. Not rewarded by jewels or riches, but in some quiet time. I wanted a family and a place to call my own once again.

I looked to one of the leik’s walls and focused on opening it. Jash gave me some of her power and I allowed that power to flow through me and I loved it. The taste of the power was sweeter than any wine of Tas’. I breathed in and out flowed a time and place. Jash and I jumped through the hole and found ourselves on Mon Calamari. It was noon and the waves licked the shore gently.

“So,” She said. “This is our new life. A life of trying to forget what has happened. Do I see the hermit coming back?”

“Jash,” I said. “This is no escapist, but someone wanting some time away from the fighting. Away from the Dark Lord of the Night and Shadow; to create a time when a family can form.”

“A family formed from parents getting away from what they are supposed to do?” She asked. “A family formed on deception.”

I spread my arms wide to indicate the ocean and all it contained. I took her hand and kissed it. “Please, my love, allow me to prove myself. I want a son or daughter to carry on what we started. We will, of course, not keep secret who we really are to him or her. We’ll tell him or her, when the time comes, who we really are.” I replied. “I just want to spend time with you. I fear our time is soon ending.”

Jash smiled at me. “Our time will end when it will. Don’t worry, I’ll always be with you.” She said and then turned inland and started to walk, I followed. As I walked I went into Tas’ glory and took in everything I could. The time of day, the people, the animals, and where we were supposed to go.

When we reached a town I took care to look if Jash and I could stay there. But I was thinking of an apartment under the waves where we could see fish when we woke up and where life would greet us each morning.

We stopped at a small restaurant. From the talk, I heard about the Sith War. I looked over at Jash, maybe peace wouldn’t come to us. The Sith were enemies of the Jedi and I didn’t want to meet them. Darkness was here but I would shine such a great light that even the Dark Lord of the Night would shrink back in fear.

“Those Sith are powerful,” One Mon Calamarin said. “But I don’t think that they can ever defeat the Jedi. Defeating the Jedi would take more than a Sith or a whole army of Sith. You would have to destroy the light to ever destroy the Jedi.”

“Yes,” I replied. “And it is very hard to do that. Mizak is the light and he will not fall.”

“What religion do you speak of?” The Mon Calamarin asked.

“It doesn’t have a name.” I replied. “My name is Oyja and my companion is Jash, my wife.”

“Mine is Teimn.” He replied. “Have you just arrived? Do you need help?”

After a few more exchanges we found out he knew of an apartment that would suit Jash and I. It was a few hours before we got there but, when we did, Jash jumped on me in joy. The room was of a good size and it had everything we needed to live, as well as a view of a coral reef. Marine life flourished there and room could also be made for a small tank to go inside the room.

Teimn bowed and was about to leave when Jash stopped him. “You shall be rewarded for this.” She said. “What price do you ask?”

He smiled at her. “The price I ask is that you keep this place full of life, my parents used to live here.”

Jash smiled at him. “We would be happy to do that for you.” She then turned to me. “Oyja has plans of a family for us. There should be enough life here to suit you.”

After Teimn left Jash and I sat on the couch. We took glasses of water and talked to the water to make it into wine. We drank it slowly. We talked of many things, of what our child’s name would be and what we would do.

We planned to get jobs. I wanted to be someone that helped ship items on planet. Jash, on the other hand, wanted to be a doctor. She would make a good one since her connection to life was so great. The greatest any could hope to have. Her feathers always radiated with such a glorious light.

I touched her glowing blue robes. Life was her’s and I was her’s. There was no owning her, there never would be. Who could hope to be as great as her or as powerful? I knew Mizak was light but I also knew that Jash was some other light, a light that light doesn’t recognize.

“Are you feeling alright?” Jash asked me and smiled. A brightness filled her eyes, a joy came to her in the form of a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Jash, I love you so and will never take another.” I said. “There is so much beauty in you that you’ll never die. Someone with so much light can never go out.”

She set her wine glass down and touched my lekku. Joy came into me, for a child would come to us. A child that would make us both proud, a joy that would overrule any other joy.

Dedicated to: The Maradan who rekindled, within me, the flame that helped me to restart this work.

Also a thanks to: Rachel Hayler and debri for giving me ideas for this series from our rps.