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ugh chapter four is taking forever. i know what i need but i have to focus. and this happened instead, in little dribs and drabs while I was thinking about other things.
Kes stumbled off the transport onto the Rebel base. It was a moon orbiting an uninhabitable gas giant; the moon had ancient ruins on it, from some vanished epoch, and he’d been filled in on this but nothing really felt real. It was night, but the planet’s face was bright in the sky, lending an unreal shimmer to the edges of every object in the velvet blackness. The air was heavily humid, scented with greenery and mud and a heavy sweet floral scent from some night-blooming vine, and Kes was instantly so much at peace that he stopped short, and reached out an unsteady hand to place it against the bole of a tree.
“Kes?” Leia said, pausing.
He knew the texture of the bark of this tree, it was familiar somehow. The humidity was flooding into all of his pores, rehydrating tissues that space had dessicated. He could feel his hair curling. It was like all of his body was coming back to life. “This is a good place,” he said. He turned to look at Leia, whose features were delicately picked-out by the unreal light, making her look like some kind of beautiful supernatural spirit. “Where are we?”
She pointed at the gas giant’s illuminated curve in the sky. “That’s Yavin,” she said, “and this moon is called Yavin 4.”
“This is a good place,” Kes said wonderingly, and let her take his arm and lead him into the compound, which was an enormous looming stone temple with, apparently, a subterranean complex of rooms and passages and chambers.
ugh chapter four is taking forever. i know what i need but i have to focus. and this happened instead, in little dribs and drabs while I was thinking about other things.
Kes stumbled off the transport onto the Rebel base. It was a moon orbiting an uninhabitable gas giant; the moon had ancient ruins on it, from some vanished epoch, and he’d been filled in on this but nothing really felt real. It was night, but the planet’s face was bright in the sky, lending an unreal shimmer to the edges of every object in the velvet blackness. The air was heavily humid, scented with greenery and mud and a heavy sweet floral scent from some night-blooming vine, and Kes was instantly so much at peace that he stopped short, and reached out an unsteady hand to place it against the bole of a tree.
“Kes?” Leia said, pausing.
He knew the texture of the bark of this tree, it was familiar somehow. The humidity was flooding into all of his pores, rehydrating tissues that space had dessicated. He could feel his hair curling. It was like all of his body was coming back to life. “This is a good place,” he said. He turned to look at Leia, whose features were delicately picked-out by the unreal light, making her look like some kind of beautiful supernatural spirit. “Where are we?”
She pointed at the gas giant’s illuminated curve in the sky. “That’s Yavin,” she said, “and this moon is called Yavin 4.”
“This is a good place,” Kes said wonderingly, and let her take his arm and lead him into the compound, which was an enormous looming stone temple with, apparently, a subterranean complex of rooms and passages and chambers.
