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The door to the Temple’s east balcony slid open with a whisper, and the rush of Coruscant’s upper atmosphere greeted her like a distant scream. Tala Rynn stepped into the dying light, her boots barely making a sound on the stone floor. She stood at the edge, her hands gripping the railing, knuckles white. The towers shimmered in the orange haze, their shadows stretching like fingers across the city. It should have been beautiful. But all Tala felt was the weight pressing behind her eyes — that pressure of something vast finally cracking open. Sireus Aell had followed her silently. He didn’t speak. Not yet. She knew he was there. She always did. “You knew,” she said finally, not turning to face him. The wind tugged gently at her braid. His presence in the Force was calm, but not cold. A still lake beneath a storming sky. “Yes,” he said. The answer was soft. Not an admission — a confirmation. It struck her harder than a lie might have. Tala spun toward him. “How long?” Sireus met her gaze. He looked older in this light, the silver at his temples catching the sun. But his eyes — pale, steady — hadn’t changed since the day he found her. “Since the day I met you,” he said. “On Thalora. I felt you before I saw you.” She swallowed, her throat dry. “Then why didn’t they—? Why didn’t anyone tell me what I was?” Sireus stepped forward, slow and deliberate. “Because on your world, being what you are makes you a target.” She laughed bitterly, no humor in it. “So instead, I got to grow up thinking I was cursed. A freak. Every time I felt something… wrong… every time something happened, my mother would look at me like— like I might tear the house down.” “They were afraid,” Sireus said gently. “Of me?” “No,” he said. “For you.” Tala’s voice cracked. “That’s not what it felt like.” Sireus looked past her for a moment, out into the skyline. He remembered Thalora’s red moons, the cold silence of its forests, and the girl who had sung to herself while hiding in a cellar filled with broken tech and drawings of impossible stars. “You bent the wind when you cried,” he said. “Froze water with a touch when your fever burned too hot. Your presence rippled the Force like thunder. Too powerful, too young. It frightened them.” “So they buried it,” she said. “Broke me to keep me quiet.” He didn’t answer right away. There was nothing simple to say. “They loved you,” Sireus said at last. “Enough to bury their terror and pretend you were ordinary. They thought if they hid it from you… maybe it would fade.” She shook her head. “But it didn’t. It just got louder.” Sireus stepped closer. “And I heard it. Even light-years away.” She looked up at him. “Then why didn’t you tell me the truth when I became your apprentice?” His jaw tightened. “I wanted to. But you weren’t ready. You had to come to the edge of it yourself — and choose whether to look over.” Tala’s fists clenched at her sides. “And now that I have?” “You can’t unsee it,” he said. She turned her back to him, staring out again into the fading light. “So what am I now? A weapon? Another Jedi project?” “No,” he said, with sudden firmness. “You are someone who was loved enough to be hidden. And someone I have watched grow into a force the galaxy will one day tremble to face.” He stepped beside her. “And yes… someone I care for. Deeply.” The silence between them stretched. “When you found me,” Tala asked, “what did you see?” Sireus didn’t hesitate. “I saw a girl who built starships from scrap and talked to them like they were alive. I saw someone raw and brilliant, with power you barely knew how to carry. But more than that… I saw hope.” Tala looked at him then. The light had faded. Only the glow of the city remained, painting her face in gold and silver. “I don’t know if I can forgive them,” she whispered. “You don’t have to,” he said. “Not yet.” She paused. “And you?” He nodded slowly. “I’ll wait.” Tala turned away from the balcony. She didn’t say goodbye, didn’t bow or speak. She just walked past him — slowly — and left. #starwars #writing

The door to the Temple’s east balcony slid open with a whisper, and the rush of Coruscant’s upper atmosphere greeted her like a distant scream. Tala Rynn stepped into the dying light, her boots barely making a sound on the stone floor. She stood at the edge, her hands gripping the railing, knuckles white. The towers shimmered in the orange haze, their shadows stretching like fingers across the city. It should have been beautiful. But all Tala felt was the weight pressing behind her eyes — that pressure of something vast finally cracking open. Sireus Aell had followed her silently. He didn’t speak. Not yet. She knew he was there. She always did. “You knew,” she said finally, not turning to face him. The wind tugged gently at her braid. His presence in the Force was calm, but not cold. A still lake beneath a storming sky. “Yes,” he said. The answer was soft. Not an admission — a confirmation. It struck her harder than a lie might have. Tala spun toward him. “How long?” Sireus met her gaze. He looked older in this light, the silver at his temples catching the sun. But his eyes — pale, steady — hadn’t changed since the day he found her. “Since the day I met you,” he said. “On Thalora. I felt you before I saw you.” She swallowed, her throat dry. “Then why didn’t they—? Why didn’t anyone tell me what I was?” Sireus stepped forward, slow and deliberate. “Because on your world, being what you are makes you a target.” She laughed bitterly, no humor in it. “So instead, I got to grow up thinking I was cursed. A freak. Every time I felt something… wrong… every time something happened, my mother would look at me like— like I might tear the house down.” “They were afraid,” Sireus said gently. “Of me?” “No,” he said. “For you.” Tala’s voice cracked. “That’s not what it felt like.” Sireus looked past her for a moment, out into the skyline. He remembered Thalora’s red moons, the cold silence of its forests, and the girl who had sung to herself while hiding in a cellar filled with broken tech and drawings of impossible stars. “You bent the wind when you cried,” he said. “Froze water with a touch when your fever burned too hot. Your presence rippled the Force like thunder. Too powerful, too young. It frightened them.” “So they buried it,” she said. “Broke me to keep me quiet.” He didn’t answer right away. There was nothing simple to say. “They loved you,” Sireus said at last. “Enough to bury their terror and pretend you were ordinary. They thought if they hid it from you… maybe it would fade.” She shook her head. “But it didn’t. It just got louder.” Sireus stepped closer. “And I heard it. Even light-years away.” She looked up at him. “Then why didn’t you tell me the truth when I became your apprentice?” His jaw tightened. “I wanted to. But you weren’t ready. You had to come to the edge of it yourself — and choose whether to look over.” Tala’s fists clenched at her sides. “And now that I have?” “You can’t unsee it,” he said. She turned her back to him, staring out again into the fading light. “So what am I now? A weapon? Another Jedi project?” “No,” he said, with sudden firmness. “You are someone who was loved enough to be hidden. And someone I have watched grow into a force the galaxy will one day tremble to face.” He stepped beside her. “And yes… someone I care for. Deeply.” The silence between them stretched. “When you found me,” Tala asked, “what did you see?” Sireus didn’t hesitate. “I saw a girl who built starships from scrap and talked to them like they were alive. I saw someone raw and brilliant, with power you barely knew how to carry. But more than that… I saw hope.” Tala looked at him then. The light had faded. Only the glow of the city remained, painting her face in gold and silver. “I don’t know if I can forgive them,” she whispered. “You don’t have to,” he said. “Not yet.” She paused. “And you?” He nodded slowly. “I’ll wait.” Tala turned away from the balcony. She didn’t say goodbye, didn’t bow or speak. She just walked past him — slowly — and left. #starwars #writing

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