Clone Trooper Boil 'The Grieving' by magendionne, literature
Literature
Clone Trooper Boil 'The Grieving'
The sun rose over the tall buildings of the now waking city of Coruscant, a woman stood looking out from a platform. Her sigh seemed to suggest that she still had tears in her eyes but tried hard to hold them in. She felt a hand grab her shoulder, she turned to see a trooper. She smiled, though, the smile soon faded as he took off the helmet, their eyes met and she turned away, it was not the trooper she was hoping it was.
The trooper frowned, he understood her feelings, he too missed him. The feeling in the air was cold and at moments even unwelcoming, but he stayed and even approached her. 'I am sorry I am late...' He stated as he wrapped
Clone Trooper Waxer (Looking in from above) by magendionne, literature
Literature
Clone Trooper Waxer (Looking in from above)
Waxer woke up in a clear white room, at least he thought it was. He stood up looking around the so-called room. He remembered nothing other than talking to a Captain, but he felt cold as if he had been sleeping on snow for a long period of time. His breathing was heavy, he felt the feeling of loneliness as he looked all over. There were no walls, no ceiling nothing stating that he was in a room or even outside for that matter, he began to scream for Boil and many other brothers he knew even for his beloved {Name}.
Soon, the whiteness changed and it turned into many shades of blue, voices of his brothers along with {Name}'s could be heard bef
Clone Trooper Boil 'The Grieving' by magendionne, literature
Literature
Clone Trooper Boil 'The Grieving'
The sun rose over the tall buildings of the now waking city of Coruscant, a woman stood looking out from a platform. Her sigh seemed to suggest that she still had tears in her eyes but tried hard to hold them in. She felt a hand grab her shoulder, she turned to see a trooper. She smiled, though, the smile soon faded as he took off the helmet, their eyes met and she turned away, it was not the trooper she was hoping it was.
The trooper frowned, he understood her feelings, he too missed him. The feeling in the air was cold and at moments even unwelcoming, but he stayed and even approached her. 'I am sorry I am late...' He stated as he wrapped
Clone Trooper Waxer (Looking in from above) by magendionne, literature
Literature
Clone Trooper Waxer (Looking in from above)
Waxer woke up in a clear white room, at least he thought it was. He stood up looking around the so-called room. He remembered nothing other than talking to a Captain, but he felt cold as if he had been sleeping on snow for a long period of time. His breathing was heavy, he felt the feeling of loneliness as he looked all over. There were no walls, no ceiling nothing stating that he was in a room or even outside for that matter, he began to scream for Boil and many other brothers he knew even for his beloved {Name}.
Soon, the whiteness changed and it turned into many shades of blue, voices of his brothers along with {Name}'s could be heard bef
I am and undeiceded author and-some sort of artiest... though I do like random things and going off topic-probably what I am doing as of right now...... I do have a 'blog' and i write about clones-though it's very bothersome when people want you to write about ninjas....
Favourite Visual Artist
i dont have one
Favourite Movies
anything with war-blood and another world
Favourite TV Shows
i liked the cartoon network star wars-um mostly cop shows
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