The Beach, Friday Afternoon
Apr. 26th, 2024 09:02 amBy this point, Cal had sense enough to figure out something was wrong. He had spent the last few days feeling pulled in two directions: one was to create and construct, to build BD-1 and himself up for when the Empire inevitably arrived and ruined everything here, and the other was to regain control over his growing fear and focus on the present.
The fear had grown more consuming with each passing day and the answer, as with most problems that couldn't be solved with violence, was to try to meditate. The beach seemed like the best place, to let the surroundings help him calm himself. Cal knelt down in the sand and closed his eyes, feeling BD-1 settle down beside him. He focused on the feeling of his breathing, the sound of the water, the cool sensation of the sand... and raised his lightsaber as he felt his concentration break.
( Sometimes, violence actually is the best answer. )
[Preplayed with the lovely![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
afraid_of_marshmallows! Everything after the fight is NFB, please!]
The fear had grown more consuming with each passing day and the answer, as with most problems that couldn't be solved with violence, was to try to meditate. The beach seemed like the best place, to let the surroundings help him calm himself. Cal knelt down in the sand and closed his eyes, feeling BD-1 settle down beside him. He focused on the feeling of his breathing, the sound of the water, the cool sensation of the sand... and raised his lightsaber as he felt his concentration break.
( Sometimes, violence actually is the best answer. )
[Preplayed with the lovely
afraid_of_marshmallows! Everything after the fight is NFB, please!]
