Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āĀ Ā YOU MIGHT NOT BE AFRAID TO DIE,
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā BUT THAT DON'T MEAN YOU'RE READY.Ā ā
Breha once said : fashion a mask,Ā feel its presence kiss the skin of her cheeks but do not let it find anchorage. If the depth of colors become muddied,Ā and those finer details crinkling its mouth lost to the mindās eye,Ā then they will know what lay just beyond. The illusion is broken. Hers WAS dazzling,Ā warm as planet - shine,Ā keeping those sharp features of dissenting politics wrapped in cool laughter and witty retorts where only disgust pooled.Ā
Here the mask pinches Leia's ears;Ā particularly when sat beside someone with the uncanny ability to dig his fingers underneath its frame and tugĀ ------Ā Ā āĀ No one likes a know - it - all, Ā gibbous - brain. Ā ā
āĀ Ā OH,Ā you really want to talk about this now?Ā Ā ā Ā Ā Han didnāt rely on presenting complex faces to get by,Ā however deep THAT observation might cut intoĀ (Ā his arguably only manicuredĀ )Ā braggadocio. So she sighs,Ā kicking his boot further away from her own while adjusting around their small fire.Ā Ā āĀ Ā Alright. Letās spell out how this works,Ā then : I will only ever ask of you ... of anyone what I am willing to risk myself. That includes my life. Preparedness has NOTHING to do with it.Ā Ā āĀ Ā