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It's not death that's the problem, it's how you die that's the worrying part. That's what Han always said. Had said. Luke too, in his own slightly more convoluted way. Closing his eyes a thousand times over the years and murmuring the learned phrase that transcended fear and mortality with a simple mantra like utterance, until the day it was finally true.
I am one with the Force, and the Force is with me, I am one with the Force, and the Force is with me...
For Leia, dying had never been hard. It was second nature, to burn to ash over and over in the ruins of her life, her hopes. Her love. No. For Leia the real trick had been living.
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