My entry for the SWC writing competition. It's a series of haikus telling a Star Wars fanfic story. Special Origami Folding paper, a Craft worth doing, and no one Was better than Ore They folded heroes, Evildoers, and others, From the ancient tales The tales of Jedi, Sith, and rebellions, throughout Centuries of battle After finishing Five Jedi on a late night, Ore jumped into bed They slept deeply that Night, nothing woke them, No suspicious things But in the morning, Their origami was here, There and everywhere There was no trace of Anyone, so maybe it Was the Force? Ore thought But then they noticed That the expressions on the Faces were different They thought that maybe, By the Force, they could move in The night by free will? That night, they stayed up And they saw magic - folded Paper viable
