Jyn Erso One-Shots

The Island

The deep, blue world was speckled with white clouds. The land was a tropical paradise, comprised of volcanic island chains rising up out of clear, shallow oceans. The beaches in this magical place were tranquil and idyllic. Small islands led to jungle canopies filled with all sorts of wildlife. The islets and landmasses were connected together by sand bars and artificial transit tubes. In the midst of all the lush greenery stood a tall tower on the most central island. The ominous, angular tower rose above everything, blocking out the sunlight. A colossal satellite dish sat at the top of the monstrosity. This world was a paradox, nature versus technology.

Jyn rose from her blanket, massaging the muscles in her neck. She looked out of her make-shift tent.

Definitely not the tropics.

Where had the dream come from? She had never been on a planet like that before. Was it some sort of vision?

Jyn sighed. Only time would tell.