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"Allana, please, come here."

"What is is Cregglonn?"

"I can feel it, Allana. This time, I won't be going back to the temple. These old bones have just been broken too many times. This time, they will not mend."

"Cregglonn..."

"No, no....it's alright. Please tell Tsuki that I love her. She was the best granddaughter anyone could ever ask for. She has accomplished so much and given even more. She deserves my love. I just wish I could have told her myself.

"I love you, Allana. I always have. I know we have been through a lot and that I showed resentment for what you did, but I have long since let that go. I just...wasn't ready to admit it until I knew how you felt about leaving, about me. I have always loved you though. I have...

"Allana, please...can you do me one last favor?"

"Anything, Cregglonn."

"Would you please hold my hand? I want to feel your touch for as long as the Force will allow me."

After gripping his hand gently, Jedi Mistress Allana Sul leaned over to kiss her dying lover. The hours seem painfully long to the other passengers heading home, but to Allana they slip by her like raindrops plummeting down around her. Far too soon, she felt the wrinkled warm hand slip out of tangibility. It faded away, and with it the body of Cregglonn Quegme, Jedi Master.

Zaku, dubbed Darth Grotech, had finally been tracked to his base on the planet Zegurlta. Cregglonn, though possibly the most powerful Jedi to be apart of the task force, was betrayed by Grotech's obstacles and was exhausted by the time he came face to face with the self-proclaimed Sith Lord. Though Grotech was no match for Cregglonn in skill or mastery of the Force, Master Quegme simply could not keep up with the youngster's stamina. Though soundly outmatched, Grotech managed to stab Quegme with his lightsaber. Though stabilized with the Force and brought aboard the temple shuttle for treatment, Quegme knew that he had fought his last. With his lover at his side, he passed into the Force's embrace. Though there were a few things he regretted as he lay on his death bed, Quegme knew he had so much more for which he was thankful. His passing was sad, but not tragic.

There is no death, there is the Force.

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"Allana, please, come here."

"What is is Cregglonn?"

"I can feel it, Allana. This time, I won't be going back to the temple. These old bones have just been broken too many times. This time, they will not mend."

"Cregglonn..."

"No, no....it's alright. Please tell Tsuki that I love her. She was the best granddaughter anyone could ever ask for. She has accomplished so much and given even more. She deserves my love. I just wish I could have told her myself.

"I love you, Allana. I always have. I know we have been through a lot and that I showed resentment for what you did, but I have long since let that go. I just...wasn't ready to admit it until I knew how you felt about leaving, about me. I have always loved you though. I have...

"Allana, please...can you do me one last favor?"

"Anything, Cregglonn."

"Would you please hold my hand? I want to feel your touch for as long as the Force will allow me."

After gripping his hand gently, Jedi Mistress Allana Sul leaned over to kiss her dying lover. The hours seem painfully long to the other passengers heading home, but to Allana they slip by her like raindrops plummeting down around her. Far too soon, she felt the wrinkled warm hand slip out of tangibility. It faded away, and with it the body of Cregglonn Quegme, Jedi Master.

Zaku, dubbed Darth Grotech, had finally been tracked to his base on the planet Zegurlta. Cregglonn, though possibly the most powerful Jedi to be apart of the task force, was betrayed by Grotech's obstacles and was exhausted by the time he came face to face with the self-proclaimed Sith Lord. Though Grotech was no match for Cregglonn in skill or mastery of the Force, Master Quegme simply could not keep up with the youngster's stamina. Though soundly outmatched, Grotech managed to stab Quegme with his lightsaber. Though stabilized with the Force and brought aboard the temple shuttle for treatment, Quegme knew that he had fought his last. With his lover at his side, he passed into the Force's embrace. Though there were a few things he regretted as he lay on his death bed, Quegme knew he had so much more for which he was thankful. His passing was sad, but not tragic.

There is no death, there is the Force.

The above description provided by CloakedandMasked
Star Wars belongs to LucasArts, but these characters belong to us.