chapter two of post order 66 codywan <3
At last, the suns were beginning to fall below the horizon, the cold air of night tangible against his body. As something like an answer, the landscape shifted once more, then settled. His chest ached in wretched sympathy.
“I’m sorry.” He did not know if he was addressing the failed plants, the sand, the suns slipping from his sight. “I’m sorry.” He had not spoken in something like a lifetime, and yet now the words fell from him, pooling like tears at his feet.
or, obi-wan grieves and starts a garden, cody grieves and joins the rebellion