by Millet
The Force is dead. The stars are out of reach. Welcome to the mud. When a modified X-wing crashes into the freezing, isolated forests of 1403 Bohemia, Luke Skywalker and Princess Leia Organa find themselves stripped of the galaxy they fought so hard to save. There are no hyperdrives here, no New Republic fleets, and no vibrant web of life. The Force is a silent, suffocating weight, buried deep under centuries of human toil and unplowed mud. Hunted by a ruthless feudal lord who views their shattered star-steel as the ultimate military leverage, the twins must quickly abandon their identities as galactic heroes just to survive. Luke must hide his failing cybernetic hand and learn the brutal, grounding honesty of a village forge. Leia must trade the Senate floor for the dangerous, quiet whispers of peasant kitchens, building a rebellion from the dirt up. They survived the Empire. But can they survive the iron tax?
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