Nightmares

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Her nightmares were always the same, wrapped up in shadows and darkness. They came back night after night just to chase her, to torture her.

Papa!

My Stardust.

Jyn ran, terrified and heartbroken through nothingness. Her dream was a bottomless hole, swallowing whatever little hope and happiness she had.

Jyn heard the pouring rain and the blustering wind. Heavy footfalls were coming for her. She would die if she didn't run faster.

Run, Jyn, run!

Her mother's voice resonated in her subconscious mind.

Trust in the Force!

Mama! Papa!

Jyn always woke up drenched in sweat and tears, utterly alone.

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