The word is that the Empire is dead and gone, but pieces of it still linger across the galaxy and haunt your life. With your father obeying every movement made by the insidious Moff Gideon and family turning against family, you are placed in the pro...
Your hands were free at your sides, yet you felt more shackled than ever. Unwanted eyes on you. The pressure of your father's expectations weighing you down. Freedom was such a foreign thing; you wondered what it tasted like. As the ship lowered itself in the hangar, your father leaned in close and whispered to you,
"Perhaps don't mess this one up, understood, little one?"
You stiffened, your eyes on the steam of the ship as the Mandalorian stepped out. Your heart hardened more, impossibly so. Another being paid an absurd amount of credits to protect you. Another being paid to keep you locked away forever.
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"None will be free until the old ways are gone forever."
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