IVE BEEN FEELIN LIKE A GHOST [o, visit]

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[div style="text-align: justify;"]Anakin was hoping to find something here. He wasn’t quite sure what yet, but Anakin wasn’t too happy with being so far from the Ascendents. His power was strongest there- the force was strongest there.
His form was made of his surroundings- dust and leaves, glowing blue. His form was weaker and his legs were cloudy, lackey form. It was harder from him to take shape.
He wandered into the territory, minding his own business and looking around. Maybe he’d find what he was looking for.

"SPEECH"

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