Star Crossed

Of Kybers and visions

Meditation... meditation.

I was quite ready to jump through Krennic's windows, all the way down the cliff now. I was so fucking fed up with trying meditating and communicating with those crystals. I had tried with or without caff, with the coral as well, surrounded by people or all alone at night. I had tried a fast, or eating a thousand different stuff supposed to keep myself alert. For the moment, nothing came. It just felt... trapped. Trapped underground, trapped in this desolate moon, helpless. I wasn't going anywhere. For the first time in the past five years, I really longed for the shores of my childhood.

I was now successful, when I wanted my thoughts to stop, to call for the void. It didn't last long; perhaps a few minutes. But considering how my mind always worked a thousand things at the same time and needed countless stimulations, the victory was worth noticing. The more I worked with Galen, the more I realised how similar we were. The main difference; he was too far gone on the scale, even for me. I related to people around me more easily than he, while he delved deeper into the recessed of his thoughts. Perhaps I was only the female pendant to him. Perhaps not. Who cared ?

The lights were down, now, the kybers the only source in the room. Their orange and yellow hues painted the room so strangely. If I concentrated enough, I almost saw them oscillating like liquid fire. I let my eyes unfocus, observing, without a parasite thought, the shadow in the room. Every embryo of reflexion was pushed away as I kept myself calm.

Nothing. Or rather, the same sensation then before. Trapped.

My eyes widened.

Trapped ! Of course ! The Kybers were trapped like I was. Helpless, surrounded by duracrete rather than their natural environment. Could they feel the rocks beneath us ? The kilotons of volcanic matter, beaten for millenia, that had created this moon ? How deep was their awareness ? Could they feel me ?

I took a few steps closer to the main Kyber and closed my eyes, trying to convey my own entrapment to the crystal beside me. For a long moment, nothing happened.

Then I saw him.

Galen held a little boy in his arms, straight blond hair and wide smile, like it was the most precious thing in the world. The toddler seemed to be chatting his ear off, and Galen's attention was focused, his features serious as he nodded. But that look in his eyes told me so much more; they were processing a thousand information already. And most of them swirled around this little boy, the joy, disbelief, happiness buried deep within. In the background stood a young woman with sharp cheekbones. Jyn Erso. Older than I though she was, perhaps fifteen or so.

I smiled, the image dissolving at once. Seeing Galen happy brought such relief in the difficult situation we were in. He was my friend, and I wanted the best for him. This child meant he would find his daughter, and perhaps adopt another child to complete his family. Perhaps he would even marry again. Good.

My mind started kicking in at once. Was the Kyber showing me the future ? Or an alternate reality ? Would this actually happen, or was I the one going nuts ?

The scene appeared once more, as if to quell my doubts and give me faith. The toddler was laughing, tickled by his father, and Galen smiled. A full, hearty smile that revealed his sharp canines brightened his face and creased the corner of his eyes. Happiness. My heart melted there. Who knew, that behind the sadness and the mask, could exist such a beautiful man ? His emotions raw, pouring out of him easily, open. Joy, radiating from him, nearly blinding.

I yelped when a gentle hand landed on my shoulder, but didn't jump. I knew this touch, now.

— "It is late, Elya. You should go to sleep."