On Bazzard's first Christmas in London, the thorn of anxiety is keenly felt, and then drawn out a little.
After everyone but himself and Jyn died on Scarif, Bodhi did his best to hide from anything resembling excitement. Unfortunately, the Force - and the New Republic - had other plans.
The chiricsanango, or yesterday today and tomorrow plant, has color-changing flowers that last for just three days: yesterday they were purple, today they are lavender, tomorrow they will be white, and then they will be gone.
There are worse things than being lashed.
Gentrification is the consumption of the working class.
The three of them go to see the redwoods.
Tsukishima knew if he didn't look now, he never would, so he steeled himself. “If you want to show me, then show me, sir.”
Tsurumi kept one hand on Tsukishima’s shoulder and pulled away the headplate with the other, setting it down on the bedside table.
Desire can't move past, only onward.
Goodsir is at heart a merciful man; Hickey uses that against him.
His reputation for honesty isn't unearned.