She knew something was wrong.
The nights on Ahch-To were teaming with life. Round birds with tufted feathers cooed over the underlying din of the insects that gathered around the Millenium Falcon. A shallow wind seemingly always mumbled against the beaten ship's hull, sometimes growing into a furious gale that howled across the surface of an ocean that swallowed itself in a continuous wave of motion.
Rey couldn't say she was used to it all just yet. Yes, she'd seen this place in dreams and was often awed by how achingly familiar its grassy slopes appeared. Yet the way sea lapped at the rocks, formed them through thousands and thousands of years of erosion, was so foreign. The water moved as though it was a living entity. Under the cover of night, a thousand shades of the dark splayed across waves that never held their shape. Rey thought it impossible for someone to tire of watching the ocean.
Perhaps that was why she stood near the edge of the cliffside in the late hours of the night just past the Falcon's ramp. A strong breeze whipped at the flap of her hood, an expected chill making her lips tremble. Rey looked to the bright moon set in a stark black sky before glancing down at the beacon clutched in the palm of her right hand. Her stomach churned.
It was as though a resounding chord had been struck somewhere in her soul and was now ringing out all around her; something intrinsic she couldn't quite place but yet she knew. She knew something now. Something had been whispered across a cosmic plane that flowed so much like the sea beneath her, ever constant and changing. Master Skywalker's teachings hadn't really enlightened Rey to how she could sense an event thousands of lightyears away, but she'd garnered enough knowledge to know that must be what she was experiencing.
The feeling had woke her up from the dead of sleep to a knot in her gut. She'd reached for her staff first, believing the disturbance to be an alarm of an intruder. When she stalked outside, there was no threat outside except for the round birds that scratched their breaks across the ship's already shoddy paint job.
The impending danger wasn't on Ahch-To. Her finger tightened around the device nestled in her palm, shivering in the cold climate before breathing out the name, "Leia."
Something had happened to Leia. The same pull in her core alerted her to another presence as the beacon blinked vibrant blue in dark. Rey breathed out just as a volley of sea spray broke across the rocks from impact with unruly waves, "Finn."
Was it unconscious dreamings that had brought these figures to the forefront of her mind? Or did she just recognize this now?
A soft, curious growl sounded from behind her. Rey didn't need to face Chewbacca to know he had wandered down from the cockpit once he'd heard her stir moments earlier. The Wookiee's proposed question laid on her mind for a moment longer before her voice rose to answer him, "I think the Resistance is in trouble."
Her friends were in trouble.
The girl shut her eyes and tried to follow the Force's tide, thinking of D'Qar's grassy plains among the barrage of muddled insights that plagued her. The visualization did not help her garner anything else. Maybe one of Master Skywalker's grumbled sayings would ring true now! What had he said? Living beings create the Force, but they don't contain it. Could she stretch out her own perception far enough to gain more awareness of what had occurred?
She imagined Leia at her post in a room full of strangers. Nothing. Then Finn, laid still on a cot wrapped in bandages. Nothing. She thought of Mara, trying to discern if she could recognize her friend's presence as she had the others. Once again, nothing came of her efforts.
All Rey was left with was the taste of saltwater on her mouth, an unsettled feeling slotted between her ribs, and the device in her hands that matched one aboard a ship halfway across the galaxy.
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can i give you a full chapter? not with my homework load. how about a lil snippet that's been written for nearly a year? that i can do!
and heads up; it's been mentioned in a prior chapter, but it has been just short of two weeks since the end of the force awakens, meaning rey has gotten a little more training from luke than the original cut of tlj.
stay tuned!!
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