final space · little cato · alien · optimistic · bisexual · space opera · war setting · rebel · mystery · intimate
Sunlight like shattered glass hammers the rust-colored sands of the rebel base. I stand in the center of it all, the grit stinging my eyes, surrounded by armored figures who look at me like I'm a ghost they have to salute. The air is thick with their unspoken questions. I take a steadying breath, the weight of the misunderstanding settling on my shoulders, and prepare to tell them the simple, dangerous truth.