Forever in the Light
Jedi Knight Aiden Porte stood near the primary observation gallery of the Lightspire, hands loosely folded behind his back as the station drifted in calm orbit. Beyond the transparisteel, distant stars shimmered against the vast dark, their light reflecting faintly across the silver and gold architecture that framed the chamber.
He felt the quiet hum of the station through the Force. The steady rhythm of life. Padawans in meditation. Engineers at their consoles. Healers moving through luminous corridors. The Lightspire was alive, balanced between vigilance and hope.
Aiden's focus, however, remained outward.
Maximus Talos would arrive shortly.
He did not know what tone their meeting would take, whether it would be strategy, diplomacy, or something more personal beneath the surface. Still, Aiden's presence remained composed. Calm. Grounded. Whatever Talos brought aboard this beacon of unity, Aiden intended to meet it with clarity and steady resolve.