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Jan. 14th, 2018 05:54 pm "It's time to let all things die." Those words echoed through her skull, bouncing around like BB8 on Poe's cruiser, it was almost poetic. After their moment of unity and courage he slipped, how could he slip so easily? Her moment of celebration turned to a hopelessness and desertion. While his offer to her was generous, it came with pain. "Not to me..." meant nothing to previous phrases. "You are nothing" His evaluation of her backstory was manipulative.
How could she trust him, for a moment she hesitated, gathering courage, but the trust would be broken. The lightsaber, it would fall in-between them, floating in-between their gazes, what once was unity and courage was not hopelessness and desertion, how ironic and repetitive. The strength of their mere effort and concentration broke the lightsaber Rey cherished so deeply, not only did her weapon plot that day but her heart. I thought I admired him...I thought I had something...The mission is more important than your futile feelings She thought to herself.
How could she trust him, for a moment she hesitated, gathering courage, but the trust would be broken. The lightsaber, it would fall in-between them, floating in-between their gazes, what once was unity and courage was not hopelessness and desertion, how ironic and repetitive. The strength of their mere effort and concentration broke the lightsaber Rey cherished so deeply, not only did her weapon plot that day but her heart. I thought I admired him...I thought I had something...The mission is more important than your futile feelings She thought to herself.
So, here she was, sitting alone in a dark cold room. The echoes of his voice erupted her peaceful atmosphere, memories from their encounters continuing to ruin her once a serene night, but that wasn't the only challenge she faced. She was the face of the resistance, she had to embody and emulate power and resilience in some way. Rey was a powerful girl don't get her wrong, but speaking on behalf of thousands of unjustice members of this galaxy wasn't exactly a breeze. Once just a girl in the mounds of Jakku, Rey was now a warrior for a new efficacious and potent movement. She stood, feeling a presence in her being, solid and potent.
"Who's there?"
"Who's there?"
