A hush falls across the stars, the kind that comes just before everything changes.

Floating in a wash of blues and indigo, familiar silhouettes emerge slowly—an impossible station hanging in space, small fighters locked in motion, and a lone figure standing steady at the edge of something vast. Light gathers gently, not as spectacle, but as promise. The scene feels suspended in time, equal parts memory and becoming.

Rendered in a loose watercolor style, the composition balances scale and intimacy, allowing iconic moments to breathe without urgency. There is motion here, but also stillness—a sense that courage doesn’t always arrive loudly, and hope often appears when the galaxy feels largest.

The piece settles rather than dominates, offering a quiet reminder of resilience, wonder, and the feeling that even the smallest spark can shift the course of everything.