2 Works in ReyloFanfictionAnthology
24 Feb 2018
Or maybe, Rey thinks, blinking against another flood of images — young Ben balancing on tiptoes on a stool, braiding his mother's hair; young Ben running up the Falcon's ramp to hug his father; slightly older Ben in what must have been his mother's Senate office, sitting at a side table with Amilyn and pointing something out on a datapad — maybe she's the one who's no longer quite there. Maybe some echo of the breaking has reverberated down through her choice and Ben's and flung them into this new nowhere.
Conversations on history, memory, the Force, and what it means to be alone in your own head.
Or: Ben makes a different choice in the throne room, and the ride down to Crait is very, very long.
Luke had been right. But Luke had refused to help. Ben Solo was still their only hope - and he'd struck down his master to save her.