Есть люди, которым нравится 2017 год (с)

Нашла схрон старых флэшмобных стихов, которые увидели свет впервые в 2017 году и с тех пор нигде не появлялись. Некоторые я уже забросила в соответствующие сборники, а эти два, по правилам фикбука, не могу х) будут здесь, в блоге. (Артикли? Какие артикли?) хддд (ключ: стихотворение по фильму) Skywalker To envision the future, one has to control the past. In my dreams there is drought as severe as I can recall it; In my dreams there is desert as ruthless as it is vast, Where one cannot prevail but will not be allowed to forlet. Where the sky is burnt out by the rage of two blazing suns, Only dragons survive in the heart of their starlight fever. It’s that light that has shaped us from cold interstellar dust, Light that called us beyond, and we knew that one day we’ll be there. Here we stand, watching darkness behind the transparisteel, Where the sun-eating dragon became Star Destroyer’s engine. Let the Galaxy fight us; the weaker will have to kneel. And to those who wield power, we are to provide the challenge. --------- (ключ: стихотворение на английском) Tarkin Death or renown; for the world has no other truth, Splattered with blood over infinite inner darkness. War never ends, yet it needs to be followed through With no regrets, no infirmity or indulgence. Fire-lit clusters spark bright on deflector shields, Following Carrion Spike to unconquered regions. Six-pointed star – leave it burning to be bequeathed By those who‘ll come to her banners to pledge allegiance. Six-pointed star – feel it burning into your skin Under the uniform reddened by marks of triumph. Ever to strive; for the Galaxy hides within Too many challenges waiting for one to try it. War states its rules – so the force must be met with force, Only a fool would retain any hope for treaty. Victory has its price, just as high as the loss, And just alike it, it shall be paid out completely. Sunrise burns out the endless plateau ahead, Six-pointed star rises over the thin horizon. Grey-coloured uniforms look better splashed with red. Likewise, one‘s honor‘s no different from them either.