ARIA'S POV

The Elder had a long white beard that nearly touched the ground. His eyes remained closed as though he were asleep.

The moment I stepped closer...He spoke.

"You took longer than expected, Aria."

I stopped walking. "You...knew I would come?"

His ancient eyes slowly opened. "I knew the day would arrive."

My throat tightened. For a second, I thought I was somewhere else. Nowhere near the Wookiees, because somehow, I did not remember any of these from the last time, or even knew about their existence and I was here for half a decade.

I took one look at Daryl. At least she was a constant. I recognized...