An island.
She had only seen it for an instant before he managed to push her away.
Block her out.
How dare he.
How dare he act like any of this was about him.
Oh, he felt hurt?
He felt responsible?
Give her a kriffing break.
Her life had fallen apart, and he had decided to go and strand himself on a krizzing island.
Years ago the two of them had been stranded on an island together.
Just nineteen years old, ignorant of so much.
She had taught him how to swim, how to hunt, how to always find Alderaan's sun in the night sky.
How to find the way home.
Why did all of them refuse to come home?
Was she really so awful?
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Pew Pew: A Collection of Star Wars Shorts
FanfictionA collection of short fics written in response to prompts sent to me on tumblr
