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Greater Love (Bible Amid Worlds Contest Entry)Late Summer, 1949
"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."
John 15:13
It had been four months since La'atira had met the boy scouts.  They had all been so kind in taking her in and helping her learn their language.  Once all the children got over the fact that she was twice the height of an adult human, they all warmed up to her quickly.  It took some convincing, but the scoutmaster even allowed her to take some of the older boys for a flight on her back.
Being stranded in this strange world was not nearly as bad as she expected it to be, and she had the scouts to thank.
It was late afternoon when she returned from one of her hunts.  The boys could not always keep her fed, so she was more than willing to provide her own food.  The Luniae never brought any of them with her when she hunted.  Her methods of taking out her prey would easily frighten the bravest of the children, and she did not want them to see

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We also have an entry that doesn't qualify since it is a fanfic, but feel free to read it.

A Good FeelingA Good Feeling
Lady Septime led her Clone troops through the narrow pass, as ordered by Commander Wolfe.  Though her youth was forged in Peaceful pursuits under then Master Jedi Dooku, she had grown and matured in the shadow of war.  But she rejected Dooku's dark fall, siding with the desperate Republic for which she stood.
The soldiers marched in a slow, casual patrol.  Jakku was a quiet planet in a sector not heavily involved in the war, but it was strategic, nonetheless.
Septime sighed from the long patrol.  Most of the perimeter was desert wasteland, with scavengers picking at military graveyards stocked with old equipment, abandoned ships and vehicles, all sorts of junk and relics.
Jakku was simply strategic for some reason, and though Septime considered every assignment and position important, the whipping sand of the mild storm approaching made her wish a little that she was still a warrior maiden for Queen Amidala.  The sand would always get everywhere.