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010. LEAVE A MARK ON
( —To have a lasting effect on someone or something or to affect the behaviour and performance of another person. )
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The human mind was the most beautiful when it was at ease; devoid of thoughts, confusions or uncertainties.
Myra realized it had been a whole fifteen minutes of gawking at the resting Mandalorian. But, she didn't just look—she was understanding. His features were lighter in his sleep, the lines that creased around his mouth and brows softened to give off a friendly eloquence. His heart had continued to beat in synchrony with his slow, shallow breaths and his consciousness walked in the land of dreams, oblivious to the physical world.
She wished she could dream again. To fall asleep in the blanket of darkness and wake up to an ocean of light, or to curl up into the curve of another's body and wake up with a soft kiss to start off her day. But, she hadn't been too fortunate.
"What are you thinking about?" She muttered in a soft breath, rolling on her side in wonder. His earthy brown eyes were shut from her sight, but she could see the harvest colours surge in his visions. Warmth enveloped her heart when she heard her own laugh, an image of her tattoo flash across his mind and making her bite her lip to fight off laughter.
Myra knew she couldn't stay, as much as wanted to. She was already supposed to be boarding a convoy that would take her to a planet termed Naboo a few days ago. She hadn't expected Din Djarin to spin a delicate twist to her plans, but this was necessary.
The queen of Naboo wanted to scry. The royal couple had been without a child for a decade now and hoped to meet with someone who could look through the course of events for some form of resolution. She had jumped to accept the offer—hence the summoning of the Guild and the bounty-hunting. If she had to leave the planet, she had to crack the plan under her father's nose and finally, she had.
