Flufftober 2020 Day 2 : Comfort

Flufftober 2020 day 2 : Comfort

Qui Gon is getting old. At least that’s what he tells himself as his body creaks and groans. The leaves rustle in his wake, their low murmur comforting. Graceful arches sweep high above him, and familiar shadows cross his path. But Qui Gon walks alone. He is home and yet not. Soon. 

Soft anticipation hums in his mind. The soothing sound of water guides him to sun-warmed stone and lush waterfalls. A meditating silhouette awaits him peacefully, hands soft and open on his knees, reddish hair golden in the light. Obi Wan. And Qui Gon is finally home and happy.

“It’s shame. This long hair is hiding your cute ears” …. “Shu~~~t u~~~~p”

Finally!

Reunited

Qui-Gon