It was the Dark Times. Evil had triumphed, a light had gone out of the world, and people had lost hope.
The destruction of the Jedi? No, I’m talking about how I felt right after Star Wars Episode 3, which is why I’ve never seen an episode of Star Wars Rebels. After the Prequels I pretty much boycotted anything Star Wars-related and sulked.
But I’ve had time to heal, and I have hope for the future (imagine some John Williams music starting in the background) and a ton of people have told me I’m missing out if I don’t watch the show. And I will, especially now that I’ve read Star Wars: A New Dawn, by John Jackson Miller. I thought it was fun, but it’s a book that’ll be a lot more fun for anyone who’s gotten to know and love the characters already.