Maya Carrick
Shadow of Hope
In the garden of Peace
It had been a long time since she had a really heart to heart chat with [member="Connor Harrison"] . Even then she had waited a long time to even ask him to met him in one of the many places in the gardens that she over the years on Voss had a hand in building. Even so she knew it was getting to be evening out. Finding herself making a fire in the pit over with the choice of drinks being a herb tea that she had the water heating up in old stone pot. Couldn't help wonder if he would even show up, after all it seem the same time that he had left Voss her own [member="Xander Carrick"] had disappeared to not be heard from again. It had turn into months then years. Even in her face once the beautiful bright hopeful smile was replace by a sternest around her.
Now as she had taken herself to look at the basket of peaches. Remember all those years how they first met each other they was both young. Even then her eyes of pinkish color didn't miss much. It had been a long time since she been able to really talk to a true friend that could understand her. Missing all these years the heart still had a place for Ella missing her more then every in times like this.
Finding herself unable to do much more then to be hopeful. Even then she knew that they both was in the secret order that watched every jedi that came to this planet knowing or unknown to them. Even so tonight she was in something different leaving the her silver robe behind at the house she and Xander had build even before the children was born.
As she had on a plain looking shirt and pants with some very much needed sandals that keep herself rooted in the ground something she felt closer to. It was during these time she felt more at peace and the love of the nature itself is the only thing that keep her from going over the edge into a deep dark nothing. That her love of teaching the next generation of students. Even so all these years had taught her one thing nothing stays the same.
As she turned her eyes to the water and to where she could sit and watch the little colorful fishes swim even as she let some of the food for the little guys find there way to the water. Here the water start to boil, as she let herself used the force to bring the pot to the table then pouring it in the cup before she found its way back to keep the water warm, if her guest would come. That is when she sat there waiting as she took the first sip from her cup.