would this opering of my story catch your attention and make you want to read the rest?

Deep in the shadows of a murky swamp, a figure lies unmoving between the wreckage of an escape pod. His only weapon a lightsabre lay at his side, and as the sunsets over the swamp, and the mist rolls off the water he stirs and sits up, dazed from his unfortunate crash from the Corrilian transport he was being held on.

[This message has been edited by TSS_CapricusLDR (edited September 26, 2000).]

Yeah, that sounds pretty interesting.

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'But tonight, we're going to a party. Because that's our job.'
'Bleed and die, yub, yub.'
'Never tell me the odds. You know Corellians have no tolorence for odds.'
'Me? Egotistical?

-Wedge Antilles