A brilliant fire
Spintir | Dawn Temple
The Second Great Hyperspace war is over, the Maw is defeated and much of the Alliance is enjoying a time of peace. Far away in the Outer Rim, however, another group of Sith has already started to expand its influence, and once again, it seemed that the cyclic nature of war with the Sith continues. It would only be a matter of time before the Alliance would have to address them, but Valery knew she didn't have the luxury of waiting; of spending too much of her time embracing the end of a bloody conflict that had claimed countless lives.
So in the aftermath of yet another mission into the Outer Rim, as well as several other journeys into former Maw space to clean up some of their remnants, Valery decided to travel away from the front. She needed some time to think and center herself again, so she could confront the various threats and problems with the clarity expected from her. It meant briefly leaving behind her family, who also relied heavily on her presence, but they knew she needed this as well.
"It has been too long," Valery muttered to herself, as she sat atop a rock just outside the Dawn Temple and glanced across the valley below. The Temple had once been built in these mountains to help Jedi reconnect with the Light Side of the Force, and while it was no longer actively being used, Valery had spent about a year here after she was rescued from her stasis pod. To center herself as well.
This time, however, she wasn't planning to spend her time in solitude. There were few Masters left older and more experienced than she was that she could turn to for advice or just a new perspective. But she knew about one Jedi who she had never properly met, but absolutely understood what the Galaxy was like from her point of view. After all, she had taken up the mantle he once carried.
So as her eyes closed and her mind drifted off into the endless currents of the Force, she made her attempt to summon him.