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There is Power in Threes (Part 1/3+1)

@the-last-hair-bender, @meggory84,

I present the unbeta’d chapter one of that Labyrinth/Star Wars crossover you all wanted me to write. I can’t promise chapter 2 for a few weeks, as I’ve exams I really ought to be studying for. But I hope you enjoy the first bit. (Continues under a cut as its a tad longer than I like posting otherwise.)


Obi-Wan is nine - three by three - the first time he meets the Goblin King. A full moon shines alone in the eternally lit skies of Coruscant. The initiates had been studying Darthominian folk customs that afternoon in their class on the cultures of other Force users. Bruck had broken a precious artifact in the teacher’s absence, then proceeded to blame it on Obi-Wan. The teacher had not believed his denial. “With behaviour like this, maybe the Goblins should take you,” the Master taking the class had declared. Half jest to reassure him, but that meant they were half sincere at the seriousness of the crime.

“Hey, Oafy-wan.” Bruck had called that night, safe in their dorm. “Maybe tonight Goblins will take you away. You’d fit right in with them.”

Obi-Wan had clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and forced himself to not retaliate. He had already been refused that night’s sweet, and forced to clean the common area. All for something he had not done.

That night cold and alone, Obi-Wan gazed longing out the window at the moon, hugging himself close. “You know what I wish?” He asked the stars he couldn’t see. “I wish, I wish the Goblin King would take me away to the Goblin Kingdom. At least there I’d know I was wanted.”

Deep at the heart of the Room of a Thousand Fountains, an old water clock completed its final cycle for the day. When the final chime fell silent, the only things in the bed by the window are a small round crystal - clear and pure as a drop of moonlight - and a single stray feather.

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anonymous asked:

Daffodil for my cute little Ray of sunshine ☀️

My, that’s a cute name. I haven’t heard that one before. You’re so sweet.~

Hm…a plant I want, but I can’t have…oh! There’s an endangered species of plant that I would like to get my hands on, if only to help it flourish again. Aerides japonicum. A species of orchid. They have aerial roots, which is quite interesting to see!

So this Labyrinth and Star Wars cross over is currently over 3000 words. I did say it was going to be too big to add to the end of the original post. Have a little snippet, cos it’ll be at least the end of the week before I’m finished the first chapter. (Yes, that’s right, its going to get long enough to have chapters. Probably 3 and an epilogue.)

Finally, Obi-Wan makes his decision. He sits himself down at the breakfast table - not that there are set meal times here - jockeying with Aerid and Toffin for space, and reaches for one of the peaches the King is so very fond of. Making eye contact with his Lord across the table, Obi-Wan slowly and very deliberately takes a deep bite.

A cheer goes up around him.

Obi-Wan grins. The King smiles faintly and raises his goblet in acknowledgment just before Obi-Wan is swept under by the celebrating goblins around him.

For all that he’ll miss his friends, this is his home now.

Here, he is wanted.

But the Force, it seems, has other ideas.

The Tower of the Winds, (“Aerides”) also called horologion (timepiece), is an octagonal Pentelic marble clocktower on the Roman agora in Athens.

Ο Πύργος των Ανέμων, (“Αέρηδες”) που ονομάζεται επίσης Ωρολόγιον (ρολόι), είναι ένας οκταγωνικός απο πεντελικό μάρμαρο πύργος-ρολόι στην Ρωμαϊκή Αγορά στην Αθήνα.