Even though the nights at Jakku could get extremely cold, Rey still struggled with the change of weather from one planet to the other. She had been shivering lightly while they quietly shared dinner. Now, even though the fire had dried her skin and hair, it was that thick tauntaun blanket that warmed her up as she still wore those wet clothes.
Spending the last days at the Falcon had really spoiled her. The sleeping cabins and the beds in the ships were much more comfortable than the hammock she'd made herself as a child and used every night for the last fourteen years. It had been odd to get used to the change. And sleeping on the damp rug on the stone floor proved to disturb her dreams like that new bed had her first hours in the Falcon.
She dreamed of the island she had finally reached. But like she'd dreamed so many times before, Rey was lost. She knew she was searching for something, even though she wasn't aware of what. There was a voiceless call, a tree, darkness and light.
Rey groaned in her sleep, brow furrowed slightly as she shifted. With time, both the last embers of the fire and the tauntaun blanket had built too much heat. She pushed it down to her waist as she rolled on her back.
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Date: 2021-03-09 07:04 am (UTC)Spending the last days at the Falcon had really spoiled her. The sleeping cabins and the beds in the ships were much more comfortable than the hammock she'd made herself as a child and used every night for the last fourteen years. It had been odd to get used to the change. And sleeping on the damp rug on the stone floor proved to disturb her dreams like that new bed had her first hours in the Falcon.
She dreamed of the island she had finally reached. But like she'd dreamed so many times before, Rey was lost. She knew she was searching for something, even though she wasn't aware of what. There was a voiceless call, a tree, darkness and light.
Rey groaned in her sleep, brow furrowed slightly as she shifted. With time, both the last embers of the fire and the tauntaun blanket had built too much heat. She pushed it down to her waist as she rolled on her back.