Drawing: Woman on Beach

Moonlit Beach web


She watches the waves roll in, night wind kissing her skin. The stars shine bright in the sky overhead. Is that a shooting star? Or is that her ship, coming in on its final orbit? She’d thought to steal a few minutes of relaxation between battles, a well earned night of rest, but she senses it will be over all too soon.

The wind plucks at her hair and she moves to rise as a particularly bright streak cuts the sky. That was no meteor.