Thessa Kai
Found
There was something about walking on the beach at night. The coolness of the sand on the feet and toes. The steady lap of the salty water against the ankles and shore on Ceto. That soft glow of bioluminescent that sparkled in the shallows to match the bright sky above. The half-Galan and long-since-retired x-wing pilot. Her shoulders rolled as her gaze shifted between her feet and out toward that dark horizon. Where even the last shades of sunset were long gone. Purples turning to deep shades of navy to black.
It was a long day at the school. A lot had happened in the last few days. A graduating class at the Young Flyer's School. Makai had just come and gone with news of their baby on the way. And here she was, about to be a grandmother.
There was a sound down the beach she thought was empty. A sudden crackle and burst of light. Someone lighting a campfire at this hour?
Barefeet took her forward, deciding to investigate.
It was a long day at the school. A lot had happened in the last few days. A graduating class at the Young Flyer's School. Makai had just come and gone with news of their baby on the way. And here she was, about to be a grandmother.
There was a sound down the beach she thought was empty. A sudden crackle and burst of light. Someone lighting a campfire at this hour?
Barefeet took her forward, deciding to investigate.