Jedi Sentinel: Cult of Fear
Auspicious Gloam was happier than he’d been in ten thousand years. Maybe longer. Who knew?! All it took was a teenaged girl, gravity, and a pit full of spikes. Had he known, he would’ve done it ages ago.
Auspicious Gloam clambered over a hill of rubble that had once been a tranquil, tree-lined boulevard. In better days, he would’ve strolled down the cobblestones, hands in his pockets, without a care in the world. Now, he had to claw his…