Wedge turned off the comm and eased his yoke back, letting the X-wing soar higher above Noquivzor. Sunshine flooded through the canopy, gently bathing him. Wedge closed his eyes a few moments, relaxing into his seat.
Officially, the flight was a test of new parts fitted. Unofficially...Wedge opened his eyes, smiled, and barrel-rolled his fighter. He swooped, dived and looped, dancing in the X-wing more gracefully than he ever did on his own two feet. For half an hour, Wedge was simply lost in a summer sky.
When he landed back in the underground hangar again, his heart was, for a while, still flying.
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