CONTINUED
it seems as if she is in mourning ; for what , he is unsure . never to know the connection she had with the resistance but familiar of the one that bridged their own minds . he can sense her hurt but he allows himself only that . not to pry within her thoughts in this moment . . . simply a silent shadow . ❝ they wouldn’t understand . . . ❞
a breathless whisper of an answer to her statement . his gaze now focused upon her as a step is drawn nearer . in this simple minute he allows her another chance . to run , to flee . . . to deny what is her destiny . ❝ there is still time to go back to them . . . to forget the voice that spoke to both of us after snoke was killed . forget it ever called to us . . . ❞
it would be so easy to deny a destiny that beckoned them forth . that is all the mysterious speaker could be to them . but it could also be so much more . one ominous being that had answers for them both . ❝ --------- or you could join me and we can search for him together . ❞








