Epilogue 04, Part B: Festival of Stars 7945
EPILOGUE IV, PART B: FESTIVAL OF STARS 7945 Tatooine Festival of Stars 7945 - Day One Paril walks the dusty main artery of Mos Espa, his boots kicking up fine grit. The morning light is a pale, oppressive gold, casting long shadows across the storefronts. Most of the shops remain shuttered, but the early arrivals are already out. Vendors arrange crates of glow-fruit and synthetic skewers, while promoters shout into handheld comms, coordinating the arrival of offworld talent. He feels the familiar itch of a deadline, the tension that usually precedes a jump to lightspeed, though he has no ship to fly. A Weequay with skin like cured leather steps into Paril's path, leaning against a sandstone pillar with a predatory slouch. Korrath Norr wears a vest of scaled hide and a smirk that doesn't reach his narrow eyes. He holds a small data-chip between two fingers, tossing it up and catching it in a rhythmic, distracting loop. "Zannfel," Korrath says, his v...