Nobody Likes change, do they?, Sabine thought to herself as she sat in her room aboard the ghost for the last time…

Ezra had said he was counting on her, and for the past week she’d been going crazy trying to figure out what for. But then it hit her, he wanted her to protect Lothal, the planet and people he cared for so much. And so she’d packed her things and told the crew she was moving out, and into Ezra’s old abandoned comm tower outside Capital City. She thought she was ready, but being on this ship, with these people, it had been the first time she’d felt at home in years…it was harder to say goodbye than she’d imagined.

For the past 2 days she’d been walking around the ship constantly: Drinking in every detail, holding onto every memory. Chopper thought she was going mad. He probably didn’t understand that she was leaving pretty much for good.

Every moment she wasn’t roaming the ship or hanging out with her friends she spent in her cabin. Spattered with every colour of paint she’d every owned, it was her greatest work of art. Her favourite canvas to paint over and over and over again. Sometimes she wished she could peel back the layers and see all her old works underneath. The best moments of her life had been immortalised on these walls, and they were the only things she wished she could take with her but couldn’t…and maybe also the nose gun turret…she and Ezra had both loved that spot.

Every hour she second guessed her decision. Was she not abandoning her crew? They’d already lost Kannen and Ezra, how could they lose her too?  If she stayed she felt like she was betraying Ezra and if she left she felt like she was betraying the rest of them. Why did this always happen to her, everywhere she went? When she first left Mandalore, when she left the Imperial Academy, and now this. Her life was marked by constant change.

As a child she’d hated change and always tried to avoid it. She kept her routine the same, had the same friends, lived in the same place. Until she left for the academy. That had been the first real change, and from then on the change just hadn’t stopped. Only now did she realise that it was inevitable. She was leaving the Ghost, and that was it.

Lives change, times change, people change, opinions change, goals change, dreams change, or the whole galaxy changes. You just have to pick up and move on. What’s past is passed. She would hold on to the memories, learn from her experiences, and carry them forward with her. Who knew what awaited her in her new life on Lothal? She didn’t know, and she didn’t want to know, and that was ok.

“Change is the only constant”, she muttered to herself before bursting out laughing. She was starting to sound like a Jedi, that was never good

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