She woke up with a start, a cold sweat creating a film over her slightly tanned skin, the nightmare had filled her dreams once again leaving her feeling cold and alone in the small hut. The young brunette had woke up this way many times over the years and it never got any better. Her hazel eyes looked out the window of her room, the suns where beginning to rise and the temperature of the desert planet was already on the rise even before the dawn. However the memory of what she had seen sent a chill down her spine. How she hated reliving that memory night, after night. It was rare for her to even get a good nights sleep because of it.

|| "Evia, wake up we have to check the moisture vaporators before the sun rises." the masculine voice was kind and gentle she had been hearing the same explanation of her morning duties since coming to Tatooine. ||

One would think after living with the Yazren's for almost ten years that they would realize that she was fully capable of remembering. Yet the older couple still reminded her, it was never meant to be unkind, just a gentle way to wake her up in the morning. Evia's legs swung over the side of her bed a small cloud of sand erupting from the floor as her bare feet touched it. She was soon, up and dressed ready to start her day. The smells coming from the homes kitchen as she stepped out of her room caused her stomach to rumble with anticipation of breakfast.

The young woman stepped into the kitchen to be met with the smiling face of Delma Yazren. She was a small aged woman with wispy white hair that Evia remembered used to be salt and pepper but over the past ten years it had become snow white.

|| "Good morning dear, sit down and eat then you need to hurry and help Braith. You know how he is, if you don't get out there he'll have it all done." Evia vigorously nodded to the old woman and began to eat the food on the plate in front of her. ||

Eating as quickly as she could without looking like a dewback with it's head in a trough Evia was soon outside looking for her adopted grandfather. She made her way to the room which held the collection of water from the night before, picking up a pen and paper she began to write down the numbers on the visible scales that were attached to the collecting mechanism.

|| She gave a heavy sigh, "There's even less then the night before. I don't know what we're going to do if we don't meet the quota this season Vasick isn't going to be happy." Evia turned towards the voice behind her with the pen still in her hand. "Maybe Vasick will give us another extension?" she said with a bit of enthusiasm. ||

|| Braith shook his head, "He's already given us two extensions... I'm just afraid the area is going dry." Evia's look of hope faded to disappointment at the elderly man's revelation.

"Moisture farming is a young mans game now Evia... I think I'm just getting to old for this. It used to be small family groups, but since the fall of the Empire and the New Order sticking their noses into everything those large farming plants have been popping up everywhere. Lots of the old timers like me sold their land ages ago. When their selling water and half the price I am... how can I even keep up. Maybe it's time I throw in the towel and stop fighting change." his voice was heavily laced with his displeasure of the situation. ||

He had been approached like many other farmers in the area but refused to sell to the New Order who basically had a monopoly all over Tatooine when it came to water. Evia's heart sank, ten years ago the New Order had taken everything from her and now she feared it was happening all over again. The Yazren's had been kind enough when they found her among a group of other children to be sold as slaves at Mos Eisley, not only to pay the Jawa's for her, but to treat her as they would their own child or grandchild. It was a fateful meeting that changed her life for the better, she would hate to see that they would have to turn the very group that had made her an orphan in the first place.

|| "You're not... that old Braith..." she said in a quiet tone. ||

|| The old man looked at her for a moment, a large smile began to form on his face as a low chuckle would come from the back of his throat, before it erupted into a deep hardy laugh that made his rounded stomach shake under the tan waistband of his tunic. "Evia my dear... you are too kind to me. Yet I appreciate the sentiment... come we're done here I'm sure Delma has something for you to do in the house. After that we might head Tosche Station, maybe if we change out one of the filters and it'll collect a little more. You know what happens when they get clogged with sand." Evia nodded and gave a forced smile. She knew that even if they changed out the filters if the collection numbers continued dropping they would never get enough to meet this seasons quota. ||


After doing some basic chores inside for Delma, Evia and Braith where in a speeder on their way to Tosche. These drives always gave her a chance to think about the existential things in life. She was coming to an age where most young people left home, or even got married and started a family of their own. However Evia felt like it was too soon for all of that, having lost her family so young and be taken in by a completely new family she just wished she had more time.

|| "You do an awful lot of thinking for a kid so young. Anything you want to talk about Evia?" Braith posed the question while still keeping his eyes on the path zipping by in front of them. ||

|| Her hazel eyes turned to him, "Are you serious... you know... about selling the farm?" she asked. Braith adjusted the goggles on his face that kept the sand from damaging his eyes and cleared his throat. ||

|| "Well I don't know... but it's starting to look pretty tempting. Eventually Vasick is going to stop getting his water from us. Then what am I going to do? I still have you and Delma to take care of. Maybe, we can sell and we'll buy us a decent freighter or something. I heard transporting can make some decent money." Evia saw a slight smirk form on his face with the suggestion he'd offered. ||

However she knew he wasn't serious, he had never set foot on a ship, let alone fly one. He'd spent his entire life in the desert moisture farming just like his father did before him, and his father before him. To be as old as he was and to change his life so drastically was practically impossible. As Tosche Station came into sight, Braith slowed the speeder down.

|| "Well lets not worry about all that right now, we'll head to Du'Lon's see if he has anything that might help us make this quota." Evia nodded and looked ahead as the speeder came in through the gates leading into town. ||

It wasn't as large as Mos Espa and certainly not as ominous or lively as Mos Eisley, however Braith always managed to find what he needed there. He and Du'Lon had sort of a love hate relationship, Du'Lon knew if Braith came in he'd probably get talked down to a lower price and Braith new that he'd get a decent price after haggling with the old Twi'lek. As their speeder went through town towards the old junk shop, Evia looked around the busy town however what caught her eye the most was the abundance of First Oder stormtroopers patrolling around. There was also an uneasy feeling in the air like something was going on that neither she or Braith were fully aware of.

||Evia leaned over "Is it just me... or does something seem off around here?" ||

|| Braith looked over as she whispered to him. He had a somewhat oblivious expression on his face, "No, I don't see anything. Don't be so jumpy my dear I'm sure it's all nothing." he turned his attention back to his driving. ||

|| Evia sat back in her seat and sighed "I have a bad feeling about this..." she said under her breath. ||