WriteHaven

It was a special day on Taris. A planetwide celebration – the Bastila Festival – was in full swing. It was an ancient festival too, having been celebrated for literally millennia. Nobody could really remember why, but the legends spoke of an ancient prophet called Bastila who visited the planet and ...

The letters came sporadically across the years, and often out of order. They came by courier - often children on the streets - and Kaytren could be anywhere in the galaxy. It didn’t seem to matter. Those delivering just seemed to know. The next such letter was scrawled on extremely worn parchment. I...

Chapter 1 - The First Crisis It was raining. Bright lights and loud sounds assaulted his senses. "Ugh." The sound caused The Man's head to explode with violent pain. He stumbled down the rainsoaked street, holding his head, blind to all that was around him. Dimly, he was aware of others in the shad...

Greetings, fellow writers, and thank you for allowing me into your forum for one more shot at writing one of our stories. Having looked through the history of this forum and its galaxy, the disappearance of the Jedi fits well. I know that forums can be highly territorial places - I was extremely pic...