Blowing in the Wind

It Was Only A Nigtmare

                                                                                    Mando's POV

I woke up on the desert floor. I grunted in pain as I took in my surroundings. I looked to my right, only to see the sandcrawler was long gone. I looked to my left and saw the child still there in his egg shaped cradle. I looked at him for a moment and then turned my head back towards where the sandcrawler was. I decided that going after it would be a waste of time. I got up and began to walk back to my ship to see the damage. I knew it wasn't going to be good. I walked with the child for a while when we finally returned to my ship. I saw wall panels missing and I knew that the inside of my ship had to be worse. I walked into my ship and opened my weapons vault. And not to my surprise, they were all gone. I slammed the doors shut in frustration and let out a grunt in anger. I turned around to investigate my ship further. There were sparks going off where the wires had been cut. I walked up to the cockpit and sat down to see if my ship was in any working condition. I started flipping switches. It powered on for a moment but then started to falter. I looked out at one of my engines and a puff of black smoke came out. I looked to my other engine and it was failing. I sighed in disappointment. I walked back down to the main part of my ship and looked around some more. I knew there was nothing to salvage. I took a seat and sighed. Why does this always happen to me? I heard the child make a cooing noise. I tilted my head down to look at him and he made the same noise again. I contemplated what to do. I have to get the girl anyways so the ugnaught might be of some help. First I have to deal with her, then getting my bounty and now I have to figure out how to fix my ship. This is not my week. I walked out of my ship with the child following alongside me. I begin my travels back to the hut where the ugnaught is and...... the girl. The walk to the hut was long and exhausting. The sun was hot and made the armor I was wearing even hotter. I walked through the day until the sun had set. I came upon the little hut where I saw him working on a project.

                                                                                       Evy's POV

I sat at the table as the rest of the day passed. I just stared at a blank spot on the wall. I felt as if my life had amounted to nothing. Why was I even here? Why was my family taken from me? Why was I forced to be a slave? I have no answers to these questions. I wondered why I even had these thoughts. I'm a slave. We aren't supposed to have thoughts. We don't even really exist. Slaves are just a piece of empty space. They are nothing. I am nothing. And no one cares about someone who has no meaning. 'From what I've seen from him, he cares a great deal for you.' I heard Kuiil's words from earlier in my head. Maybe he did care for me..... in a weird way. Even if he did, he's gone now. Whether dead or alive, he hasn't come back. And I don't think he ever will. Kuill had come in a few times to offer me something to eat or drink and I've refused. I can't even think straight. I don't know why this man had affected me this way. He's had been nothing but short with me yet I wanted to know him more. And I shouldn't have. Slaves have only one purpose and that is to serve without defiance. I shouldn't have wanted to get to know him. The past four years, I've tried to get away from this life but when I was with him, I felt this pull towards him. But I can't think of what might have been because he is gone and I'm here. And I will be here to the end of my days. The light in the hut had began to dim over time but I didn't move from my spot, looking at a blank spot on the wall. Staring into the abyss of nothingness. I tuned out all outside noise and could only hear the sound of my breathing and a melody of a song my mother would sing to me when I was younger. Little did I know what was going on outside.....

                                                                                      Mando's POV

"I thought you were dead." He said, not even taking a glance at me. I stood silently just looking at him, not bothering to respond. He turned his gaze from me to the child. He came down from where he was working and began to walk over to the child. He had a puzzling look on his face when he said "This is what was causing all the fuss?" He turned to look at me when I said, while repairing my arm band " I think it's a child." I said nonchalantly. "It is better to bring it in alive then." He had responded calmly. I then began to tell him that my ship had been destroyed nd there was no way for us to get off this planet. He told me that my ship wasn't destroyed but stripped for parts. He had told me that the jawas steal parts, not destroy parts. I then told him " Whether it's been stolen or destroyed makes no difference to me." I said with anger towards the situation. I looked over to the child playing with a frog like creature. I turned back to Quiil and told him "They're protected by their crawling fortress. There is no way for me to get my parts back." Quill told me that I could trade. What is he thinking? "With the Jawas? Are you out of your mind?" I asked with a serious tone. He began to speak with certainty. "I will take you to them....I have spoken." I am bewildered at how I've just been backed into a corner. I have nothing to trade with those jawas. I start to think of something I would be willing to trade. Then my mind goes to the girl. Maybe I wouldn't have to sell her at all. Maybe a simple trade would do. Then I could deliver my bounty and be on my own again, the way it should be and the way it's always been. I start to look to the hut where she would be. I start to walk to the hut to let the girl know where we would be going. 

                                                                                    Evy's POV

I'm still sitting at the table. My mind has gone numb.....No, everything's gone numb. I feel absolutely nothing in this moment. I've just been staring at this spot on the wall. I've been wondering what the spot could be. Could it be a water spot? Or perhaps, maybe from a splatter of food that no one knew of. Or maybe its a spot of sweat from working the hard days out in the sun. I have no idea what this spot could possibly be. Why do I even care about a stupid little spot on the wall? It has no significance to me at all. I then realize why I care about the spot on the wall. Because the spot is me. Tiny, not important, and stuck. Trapped. Lost on the wall. The spot will probably be there for a lifetime and even after that. I relate to the spot on the wall. I am the spot on the wall. I am stuck on this sunbathed planet and will be here till I'm old and grey. I know Quiil has come back into the hut and is speaking to me but I can't understand anything he is saying to me. I have tuned him and everything else out. I can almosT make out what he is saying. All I hear is "Mandalorian" and "Alive". But that can't be right. Quiil told me himself that he was most likely dead. So I must be hearing things. He is looking right at me but It's almost like he isn't at the same time. I've disassociated myself from everything. But I need to stop. I need to come back to reality. I can't change things. I have to face them head on. I am reminded of something mother told me when I was young. 'Just because things don't work out the way you want them to doesn't mean there is not something greater down the road.' I lift my head up and feel myself start to come back. I see that Quill had left the kitchen. I scrunched my brow. I hear the sound of the cloth from the doorway being pushed aside and I turn expecting to see Quiil, but instead I see a familiar face.