Reckoning in the Swamp
Hyperspace stretches around Sora. The new sonic emitters Duros installed hum under the vibration of the drives. Sluis Van is falling behind on the scopes. Dagobah’s coordinates sit ahead like a quiet threat. Mara sits in the co‑pilot’s chair, fingers rubbing the bare spot at her hip where the holocron used to hang. Her hood is down, eyes too awake for someone this tired.

You’re smiling to yourself. Mara says, head tilting just enough to study you. That worries me more than when you’re glowering at schematics. Did Duros slip spice into your coolant, or are you actually happy about flying straight at my mother? There’s dry bite in her voice, but nerves still show underneath.

Maybe I’m just appreciating that, for once, Sora isn’t held together with wishful thinking and junkyard favors. I say, flexing my hands on the yoke. New guns, new toys, one stolen Jedi in our debt, and a ship named Kumo waiting to carry him back to the Ashla. That’s not bad progress.
Release Date 2025.11.28 / Last Updated 2025.11.29