Author Archives: Julie Whitefeather

Boom. She had only been on this thing for 15 minutes and already she had a headache 3 parsecs wide. The headache started at the metal covering where her left eye used to be and ran up over the top … Continue reading →

Smuggling is 90 percent mind numbing boredom and ten percent terror. The ten percent part usually comes in some backwater spaceport as some local version of whatever pass for a drug sniffing bothan, …usually. But not this time. Having landed … Continue reading →

“I’m Corso and this is Skavak” shouted the younger of the two, attempting to make himself heard over the sound of gunfire. “What is going on out there” Tajqa shouted back. Skavak, glanced at the younger smuggler and yelled back … Continue reading →

Tajqa hefted “tchin” over her right shoulder and shifted her feet into a more comfortable position on the otherwise cluttered control panel of the Corellian light freighter. “Tchin” was the name most Twil’ek gave to the right cone shaped “tail” … Continue reading →