#lonedyad

Rey -- @lonedyad

“You know, I never saw this many stars in the sky back home.” He told her as he looked up the starry sky that seemed to stretch for miles over the desert. Chandrila was an urban planet and which it had gardens, it was filled with lots of buildings and with that light pollution. “I wonder if my uncle saw a similar sky when he was growing up on Tatooine.”

There was somehow a peace here, despite the heat that Jakku could get. It was hard life, but a simple one. He had honestly lost track of how long he had been there, ever since had had crashed and ran into the scavenger with whom he now shared a home with. At times, it felt like he had known Rey forever. She had seemed to be here forever too. He noticed that from the countless tally marks that littered the walls of the home. 

“but finn you’re missing out on so many fun force things like… floating in the air… feeling completely isolated and alone in the galaxy… wanting to hide on an island and die alone… how can you turn that down?”

@lonedyad​ asked : “So you’re my future bride? You’re not what I expected at all.”

𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑨 fidgets in her spot, feeling her eyes ALL over her. Was she not a WORTHY bride ? But she holds herself back from saying anything MEAN, lips pursed in frustration ❝ Is that a BAD thing ? ❞

“What? Do you think I’ll be like other kings? Have a queen and keep some mistresses?” He asked her. “You’re not going to be just a mistress to me. I don’t want you to be like that. I want you to be my Queen, Rey. There won’t be anyone else. Just you.”

"they're right, can you trust me?"

“You’re grandfather trusted a Skywalker once and he overthrew him to save my uncle.” Ben replied and looked to her. “But we are not our grandfathers, Rey. I trust you. Do you trust me?”

“You don’t understand!” Ben cried out. The thirty-five year old man was clearly desperate and worried. Above that, he appeared to be out of place here. A gardener, a fisherman, a family man and not a Rebel and most certainly not Kylo Ren. “I don’t know who that is! Please! There must be some mistake. I need get home to my family.  My wife, she can’t be alone again. I promised her she wouldn’t be alone ever again. I-!”

Ben cut off when he was the white clad Jedi walking about the Rebel camp. “Rey!” He cried out to her.

Ben sat on bench he had constructed out of some large pieces of drift wood from the sea in their front garden. They been on this planet in the Unknown Regions for a few years, building a home and a small family together. It was a peaceful planet with of greenery, sunshine, and more than enough to eat and share. After collecting enough seeds from several season ago, Ben and Rey had managed to plant a garden to grow plenty of their own feed to more than adequately feed their small family. 

In his hands he held a clay mug that he had filled with a soothing herbal tea. He had been having nightmares again, seemingly real visions of himself as a champion of the First Order, fighting against his family and the shiver of cold voices. So he had awoken from his latest nightmare to sit out in the garden. It was early morning. He could tell from the still dark sky outside.

Ben half wondered if he was being haunted from escaping the war with Rey. When the truth of her bloodline came out, she had fallen into a state that reminded him of the identity crisis he had gone through when he learned the truth of who his biological maternal grandfather was. The Resistance, his friends, had turned on Rey, claimed she was a danger to them and was meant for a wicked path. He didn’t think. He knew what he had to do. So he had taken Rey’s hand and escaped in a ship, searching until they finally found this planet to settle down.