Moonlit Reflections in Rapture: Isolates
“Please. Don’t leave me.”
“I will find you. I promise…Rey.”
“How did you know my name–” Rey jolts awakes in her bed in the AT-AT. She looks at the time and has time to go back to her dream, but she cannot sleep. She breathes deeply to sleep, but her desperation to return to the dream only causes her to lie awake. She tosses around, trying to remember her dream, but it decays from her mind. Frustration builds as her brow narrows. She cannot remember the images that she saw. The tastes. The touch. She cries and tastes her salty tears from the frustration of her loneliness. The place felt so real, so pleasurable and so happy. But it was a dream, she tells herself. Not real.