(Ezra's POV)

After seeing Sabine, it was decided that we would stay on Krownest for a little while. At least while the heat died down after the battle. I sat in my room, one I didn't have to room with Zeb.

I stared at the walls, blank and white. I never realized how much I needed color in my life. 

No. Not color. Sabine.

"The girl I had been crushing on for more than a year now, constantly flirting with. The girl who never liked me back. And never would, it seemed."

I sighed and flopped down on my bed. Then, I heard a knock at the door. 

"Come in," I said blankly.

The door opened and there stood Tristan, Sabine's brother. He looked down at me, but to my surprise his face didn't bear a look of disgust. He had a huge smirk on his face.

He finally spoke. "You know, you have more of a chance then you think."

"Huh? What do you mean," I said quickly.

"You were thinking. Out loud." He looked at me with a smug grin.

I thought, 'Karabast. I need to stop doing that.' 

I froze. "Wait. Did you just say I had a chance?!"

He smiled, this time more sincere. "I have heard that you are quite a flirt."

I blushed.

Tristan took my silence as an invitation to continue. "She told me so much about everyone in her crew. But she talked quite a bit about you. Even if she didn't realize. Come with me."

I followed, remaining silent. Tristan opened the door to Sabine's room. She was at blaster practice. 

Tristan spoke up. "I thought that since she was home, she would be happy. Happy with us. But she wasn't. I thought it was something else, but..." He paused.

"My sister was not what our society considered normal. She could do any problem you put in front of her by the age of four. And when she was given a test on explosives, she was the only one who left the target in colorful ashes. She wasn't normal, and still isn't. But she was smart, so Mother made the choice to send her to the Imperial Academy. I protested, I knew they would try to snuff out the creative light inside my sister. But, no one would listen to me. They sent her off."

I looked at the wall and saw a painting, almost a mural. It was of all the moments we all shared together as a crew. Hundreds of them. 

He continued forlornly. "She doesn't need me anymore, never really did. She has a family, but not here. And you do have a chance."

Tristan pulled back a curtain near Sabine's bed. I froze in place, unable to comprehend it.

There was a painting, of the two of us. Sitting near my tower on Lothal, the twin suns behind us. And there was a poem in a language I had only seen used by Sabine. Mando'a, I believe.

Adol te akaanir, Ni motir de gar

Gar cuyir meg Ni akaanir par

Bal adol te aaray bal te kar'ta shukur

Gar su vercopa par or'atu

bal Ni kar'taylir at mirdir ibac gar rucuyir dini'la

a jii Ni liser't ve'ganir gar dayn be ner mirshe

bal tion'tuur Ni mar'eyce

te ca'nara was dar

Ni gotal bic Gev nayc nartimir

bal cuyir nayc brokar

bic shuk'la ner kar'ta

jii Ni liser haa'taylir ibac cuun Munit Oya'karir cuyir sha te kyr

bal jii gar Kelir draar cuyir or'atu ner burc'ya

Tristan translated it for me, and I sat there in stunned silence. 

(Through the fight I stand by you)

(You are what I fight for)

(And through the pain and the heartbreak)

(You still hope for more)

(And I used to think you were insane)

(But now I can't get you out of my brain)

(And when I realized)

(the chance was gone)

(I made it stop not start)

(And now before it began beating)

(it broke my heart)

(Now I can see that our journey is at an end)

(and now you will never be more than my friend.) 

A/N 

Do not share this poem anywhere. It is my own, I made it myself in English and then translated it. Excluding the poem this chapter took me 7 mins to write. Add the poem in, writing and translating, this chapter took me about half an hour. I am going to do some art of the poem, but I went to a lot of effort to write an original poem and also translate it into Mando'a myself. So even if you plan to use credit, please don't share it. Thanks!

Also, did you like this chapter? Please let me know! I will update soon. And you are welcome Sabezra shippers. This was very hard to get done because of the poem, so please tell me what you think! Reading your comments makes my day! If you couldn't tell I am a songwriter in my spare time, and I also write poetry. See you next time!

Starfall Out.