Devia kneels just beneath an ancient tree on a hill just outisde the clearing where the Village once existed on Dathomir. She maintains her meditation pose with practiced ease, yet her mind is racing with thoughts of her immediate future... and how things have now changed.
Unable to focus completely on her meditiation, she lets her pose relax, and then shifts so that she sits on the mossy ground. Wrapping her arms around her legs, she rests her chin on her knees while gazing out over the ruins of the Village.
She smiles against her knees as she thinks, "I'll never forget the look on Noel's face... the overwhelming joy as he realized what the sensations were that he was experiencing with me as we were linked." Her eyes become glossy with unshead tears. "The look that said finally... FINALLY... his dream that he thought was long dead was coming true, and that gave him such a feeling of pure happiness... and I have felt that from him so rarely."
Her hands fall to her abdomen, focusing inward as she feels the spark of life there now... just barely aware, but growing stronger and healthy every day.
She says out loud into the calm night air, "I wonder what kind of mother I will be..."
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