The Fallen Star (Star Wars: The High Republic)

by Claudia Gray

“A small pastime of mine is learning the literary collective names of things,” Orla said. “You know, like a grove of Wookiees or a tinker of droids?” “Or a bulge of Hutts.” Regald nodded. “I admit, I’ve always liked an illumination of Jedi.” “Well, the collective name for these guys is a remorse of rathtars.” She gave him a look. “They weren’t given that moniker lightly.”

“And together, we will watch Starlight Beacon burn.” —

Tragedy can forge unity, thought Lina Soh. Her statement—which she alone would write—was beginning to take shape in her head. But this was not a matter of politics, not any attempt to salvage her own reputation. She looked at it the way a doctor might look at a wound, seeing whether there was any way to heal what could not be undone. —