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priscaTitle: Acidic words
Characters: Rey, mention of Kylo Ren
Wordcount: 300
Challenge: acidic
Finished: January 2018
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Like so often when she was alone, her thoughts wandered back to Kylo Ren. He hadn't only betrayed the Jedi and killed his own father; no, he was so evil through and through that he wouldn't rest before he wouldn't have annihilated all that was good in this world.
She knew it was only a matter of time, and she would meet him again; the fight would seal her fate. Maybe she would kill him. She ached for it with all her heart, though she knew nothing good could result from so much hate.
There had been a time when she believed it might be possible to save him. She could feel a bond between them, as if they belonged together. But he had betrayed her and tried pulling her onto the dark side. And yes, for a moment, she had felt the urge to give in, to belong at his side until the end of time.
He hadn't been prepared for how deep her love still was, the love for her parents who had left her alone ages ago on a dreary desert planet. She had survived because the hope had kept her moving on, the hope that her parents would return one day. Heroes of the Resistance, who had only done what needed to be done to save their only daughter.
Kylo's words had taken away every hope and had torn her heart apart. The bitter truth. Her parents only poor day laborers; dazzled by the prospect of a better life, they finally sold her daughter to slave traders and abandoned her to her fate.
If not for anything else he had done, she would always hate him for his acidic words until the day she would kill him... or die by his hand.
Characters: Rey, mention of Kylo Ren
Wordcount: 300
Challenge: acidic
Finished: January 2018
:::
Like so often when she was alone, her thoughts wandered back to Kylo Ren. He hadn't only betrayed the Jedi and killed his own father; no, he was so evil through and through that he wouldn't rest before he wouldn't have annihilated all that was good in this world.
She knew it was only a matter of time, and she would meet him again; the fight would seal her fate. Maybe she would kill him. She ached for it with all her heart, though she knew nothing good could result from so much hate.
There had been a time when she believed it might be possible to save him. She could feel a bond between them, as if they belonged together. But he had betrayed her and tried pulling her onto the dark side. And yes, for a moment, she had felt the urge to give in, to belong at his side until the end of time.
He hadn't been prepared for how deep her love still was, the love for her parents who had left her alone ages ago on a dreary desert planet. She had survived because the hope had kept her moving on, the hope that her parents would return one day. Heroes of the Resistance, who had only done what needed to be done to save their only daughter.
Kylo's words had taken away every hope and had torn her heart apart. The bitter truth. Her parents only poor day laborers; dazzled by the prospect of a better life, they finally sold her daughter to slave traders and abandoned her to her fate.
If not for anything else he had done, she would always hate him for his acidic words until the day she would kill him... or die by his hand.