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“I am a woman first, my love. No amount of wisdom could change that, nor those among us who abstained from the perfectly natural. Ever since I was born they tried to mould me into their perfect image. Sometimes I wondered if they did so out of some misplaced fear that my lineage was a curse to them? Like a poison they had no name for but every remedy to remove? Kunta! I am not my ancestor, no matter how they feel! So how long must I live in his shadow? How long must I remain distrusted, even when I’ve proven time and again I am not his unwitting pawn?”
“Well, there’s no denying the Council has been rather cautious about all this...”
/sigh/ “Oh, Art… Just… nevermind. Come to me.”
-- Sineru & Artyris
… oh hey there. My very first Twi’lek art. Was a challenge, certainly, but it’s not all bad when I don’t have to spend any time drawing hair for once! XD
Anyhoo, meet Jedi Master Sineru. She’s… not your typical girl from the Order, to say the least.
Sineru - © Kristopher P. Love // The Twi’lek Race, The Old Republic - © Star Wars