#dark lights

Biggs was only meant to join the Rebellion for a short while, to be Lord Vader's eyes and ears while the Death Star bore down on them. But now the Death Star is gone - destroyed by Biggs's oldest friend.

Now, Biggs is stranded on the wrong side of the war, while Luke establishes himself with the Rebels and Vader closes in. But even as Biggs is drawn even closer to his friend, his loyalties to Vader are as strong as ever.

Something has to break.

Biggs landed before Luke did. He always had, even when Luke won the races through Beggar's Canyon; Luke was too fond of victory laps. He spent as much time in the sky as possible, and while Biggs loved it up there, after fearing for his life so intently he preferred to be on the ground.

It meant he got the first view of all the cheering, the veritable fireworks that the ground crews were already setting off as he brought his X-wing in to land. Pilots who had been grounded swarmed up to him to clap him on the shoulder, sympathise with his hit—was he injured? How was he feeling?—but he waved them away. It didn't take much effort: one minute and forty-three seconds after he landed, Luke's X-wing swooped in as well, as smooth as a swallow with as much joy in its flight, closely followed by the barbaric heap of scrap metal that had saved him.

It meant Biggs was left alone other than by the ground crew who wheeled up the ladder to his X-wing. Even they seemed impatient to go and greet the hero of the hour, though elation and the sheer relief of being alive had made them charitable. They stood there for a few minutes while Biggs sat in his cockpit, the top still firmly closed, twirling his helmet in his hands. He could hear the sounds of jubilation, but they were muffled through the thick transparisteel. His thoughts were louder.

How had this all gone so wrong?

He hadn't been meant to see any of these people again. They were meant to be dead.

Dark Lights is a manga and anime series that the people at RDCWorld have been secretly working on for some time now. To my surprise, HBO has already picked it up, and the studio animating it is Powerhouse Animation Studios. The very same studio that did the animated prologue for Sonic Frontiers. So already I’m excited about this series. (more…) “”

I find myself being more careful about the information I share, nowadays,  So I find that I land on the low end of the spectrum when it comes to speech. 

I get winded when I speak too much,  And I never gain any knowledge After doing so. 

I don’t share the books I read.  I rarely share great articles, anymore. 

And I’m in a space,  Where love is at my grasp.  It’s never not been.  But I hate to quit. 

I think it’s just ego. 

Happiness, the way you imagine it Can be possible.  It just may not be possible with someone you really wanted it to be.  And that’s ok. 

Happiness takes understanding what you won’t put up with or deal with in your day to day, and that peace. 

I’ve violated that, myself.  So I understand why it must be. 

And when someone tells you that they never gave a fuck about you,  Believe them.  Especially if that’s what your gut always told you.  What dead eyes didn’t say. 

It’s simple to go dark.  Difficult to stay vibrant,  But the reward for rigidness is just right. 

My eyes are always passed where you’re standing. Always a little bit above your head. I gaze in those directions because of a God Complex birthed by the hatred of racism, which taught me that my people come from resilient & relentlessly revolutionary bloodlines. 

Rainbows occur more often these days.  Maybe it’s because the air out there is purer.  Maybe we can think better because of it; Clearer, sharper of mind. 

Somehow it feels like 1990 again.  It’s weird.