"in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids" // G // Jaina, Jacen, Mara

[minusforever]

They're twelve, thirteen, maybe, and on an asinine errand with their aunt to go pick up breakfast. Mara's poking Jacen in his shoulder and berating him when a stranger on the Coruscant walkway mumbles Imperial scum close enough not to be directed at any other red-haired woman. Jaina's lips form a thin line and in a matter of seconds, the man's face

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[kadolygyb]

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