Sevenmoon of Velusia. Those words, strung together like threads of silk, settled like nectar on the tongue. Like the bold title of a novel. High Republic? High fantasy? She wondered, having little else to do but stare out the viewport of the passenger liner and imagine what kind of rock her quarry was made of.
In the Core Worlds, the Velusians called the volcanic islands of Velusia their home, but Vayla was heading to the city-state of Sevenmoon floating above it. There, things were a little quieter than volcanoes could humble to, and quiet is what the Jedi needed. As much as the shadow needs its light.
The musings of a mind were just so and Vayla was thankful to be distracted by the captain's voice greeting everyone over the comm. He announced that they were approaching their destination.
She saw the lights first, those beacons beckoning vessels forth, blinking red and blue.
They were towers beside towers; skyscraper havens and juggernaut power grids, peppered across the landscape of barren rock so grey. As grey as the eyes of Quin Leonkri.
Whether he was already at the spaceport or on his way, Vayla Mirana would meet him at a cafe for a customary cup of tea. They would have much to catch up on, and Quin needed to know why his friend called him to Sevenmoon of all moons.
As the starliner's landing struts descended over the landing strip, Vayla glued her gaze to the gargantuan dome that served as one of the moon's seven arcologies.
Ships swarmed around it like fireflies, heading to and fro, as the spaceport opened to receive the starliner, and the Knight made ready to receive the Padawan. I'm back, Pad...though we shall see for how long.
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In the Core Worlds, the Velusians called the volcanic islands of Velusia their home, but Vayla was heading to the city-state of Sevenmoon floating above it. There, things were a little quieter than volcanoes could humble to, and quiet is what the Jedi needed. As much as the shadow needs its light.
The musings of a mind were just so and Vayla was thankful to be distracted by the captain's voice greeting everyone over the comm. He announced that they were approaching their destination.
She saw the lights first, those beacons beckoning vessels forth, blinking red and blue.
They were towers beside towers; skyscraper havens and juggernaut power grids, peppered across the landscape of barren rock so grey. As grey as the eyes of Quin Leonkri.
Whether he was already at the spaceport or on his way, Vayla Mirana would meet him at a cafe for a customary cup of tea. They would have much to catch up on, and Quin needed to know why his friend called him to Sevenmoon of all moons.
As the starliner's landing struts descended over the landing strip, Vayla glued her gaze to the gargantuan dome that served as one of the moon's seven arcologies.
Ships swarmed around it like fireflies, heading to and fro, as the spaceport opened to receive the starliner, and the Knight made ready to receive the Padawan. I'm back, Pad...though we shall see for how long.
@Sicadorito
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