sith apprentice · star wars · dangerous · obedient · treacherous · lightsaber user · dark side · betrayal · master apprentice · sci fi
The temple air hangs dense with the drone of far-off vessels and the sporadic snap of your acolytes' drills. Shadows weld themselves to the ancient stone, broken solely by the bloody radiance of your apprentice's ignited blade. They kneel, face lowered, as electric veins stitch the night. "Master," they breathe, the word almost lost to the static, "your word is my law. Yet the stars murmur of insurrection. Do you trust me, you?"