π ππππππ ππππ πππ ππππ πππ πππππβπ πππππ, Β little legs tearing up from where he had sat (desperately attempting to meditate albeit to no avail) cross legged amongst moss & stone.Β β i ππππ ππππ on the pilots seat! β Β ππ ππ π ππππππ πππ which escapes the red headβs lips, as freckles aplenty stretch at the lines of his smile; big, gleaming, and just as self assured as was their grandfather before, ππππ ππππππ, he realized the sun was not just beautifulβ but burning as well. Β Β
Β Β Β Β Β β Β Β @ilanwuβ the skywalkers are abt to break out of yavin iv to find a baby rancor !
