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This series is a collaboration with bobascher , who developed the concept with me and wrote the story.

Leia considered the route and knew that she needed to climb down to the next catwalk and then shimmy down what appeared to be a fabric curtain to the command hub that her older self found.

Dropping down, she squeezed past these odd rectangular towers. Their purpose wasn’t clear and they smelled heavily of organic materials and resins. Some of the vanilla smells were quite nice in fact. Leia inhaled deeply….

...in a flash Leia’s mind was elsewhere. She was cozy in a blanket. In her hands was one of these towers, but they weren’t large, they were hand sized. The pages were scrawled with letters like those on the box. Leia could read these words. She was even more shocked to realize the words on the page were describing her early life….

Slave Leia placed a hand on Leia’s shoulder. “You ok, sis?”

Leia collected herself, “Y...yes, it was this...uh...statue...which startled me.” She didn’t want the others to know about these strange images. They would just presume she was crazy and not follow her. She needed to get back to Hoth and set the Rebellion to right. “Let’s go, it's just down this curtain.”

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Description

This series is a collaboration with bobascher , who developed the concept with me and wrote the story.

Leia considered the route and knew that she needed to climb down to the next catwalk and then shimmy down what appeared to be a fabric curtain to the command hub that her older self found.

Dropping down, she squeezed past these odd rectangular towers. Their purpose wasn’t clear and they smelled heavily of organic materials and resins. Some of the vanilla smells were quite nice in fact. Leia inhaled deeply….

...in a flash Leia’s mind was elsewhere. She was cozy in a blanket. In her hands was one of these towers, but they weren’t large, they were hand sized. The pages were scrawled with letters like those on the box. Leia could read these words. She was even more shocked to realize the words on the page were describing her early life….

Slave Leia placed a hand on Leia’s shoulder. “You ok, sis?”

Leia collected herself, “Y...yes, it was this...uh...statue...which startled me.” She didn’t want the others to know about these strange images. They would just presume she was crazy and not follow her. She needed to get back to Hoth and set the Rebellion to right. “Let’s go, it's just down this curtain.”

Go To Part Nine