Jan 10, 2016
Rough Touch
12. My muse slams yours against a wall hard.
He held her there, his hand extended out towards her. She was stuck against the fall, the Force pulsating from his hand to her entire body. A grin was on his lips. Was she a challenge? Somewhat, but nothing he could not handle. She still had a while to go before she would even be considered a Jedi Knight.
“Again. You need to get better, Rey. This is the fifth time I have been able to do this. What happened to the time you were able to keep Kylo out of your head. Find that strength again and deflect it.”
