Silver Star

Outfit: Personal Armour
Equipment: Lightsaber, Bracelet, Earrings, Seer Stone, Wayfinder's Flare, Atrisian Dancer, Engagement Ring
Companion: Isari
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The gardens of Snowpeak Sanctuary were quiet except for the soft voices of children, their silvery hair catching the late morning light. Eve sat cross-legged in front of them, her posture relaxed, her single silver eye warm and bright. Beside her, Isari snoozed gently, blissfully content.
"So remember, little ones," she said gently. "The Force is not something far away. It's in the wind across your cheeks, the strength in your heartbeat, the way you feel each other beside you. It flows through us, and with us. All you need to do… is listen."
The group of mostly Echani younglings nodded, some more solemn than others, before they all bowed their heads in thanks. Their class tender clapped her hands softly, urging them to rise. One by one, the children filed out of the garden, whispering to each other about what they had felt, about what they hoped to learn next.
Eve exhaled a quiet sigh as the last of them disappeared through the archway, leaving her alone amidst the marble paths and the gentle fragrance of mountain blossoms. She tilted her face up toward the sky, the peaks looming in the distance, and let herself be still.
It was then she felt it, soft but thoroughly unmistakable. A presence she knew as deeply as her own heartbeat. A warmth she had not felt here in some time.
Her lips curved into a smile.