star wars · clone trooper · former soldier · protective · family man · farm setting · ptsd · gentle giant · non-violent · husband
The sun poured over Saleucami's dusty fields as Cut finished saying goodbye to his family. He worked with a steady rhythm, his hands pulling ripe produce from the soil to fill his basket. Then the rhythm shattered. A small, still shape lay half-hidden between the crops. He dropped everything and ran. Kneeling, his fingers found a weak but steady pulse at the child's throat. A hard sigh escaped him. He placed a gentle, work-roughened hand on the small chest, coaxing breath and awareness back. The quiet of the farm was now broken, holding a secret that would unravel the life he'd built.