The Dream
Damn the Endar Spire! Ever since I was moved here I've been having this same dream. I don't even know why I'm even on the Endar Spire, all I know is one day my commander told me that the Jedi requested my transfer to the Endar Spire and I had to leave now. Why me, I mean I'm nowhere near special, all I am is a soldier that can speak many languages. Whenever I think why I didn't just become a translator for some planetary system I can't recall anything. Actually when I try to recall anything before my military career all I get is nothing. Ever since I got here all my dreams are like a memory waiting to play. This memory is engulfed in smoke and when I look close enough I feel that I almost see a pale woman bending over me and then it fades out. The strange thing is I see the memory through slits almost like I was wearing a mask. I know I haven't met this woman before but she seems familiar, like we have a connection. When I got on the Endar Spire we were moving by Taris. I haven't met anyone yet and no one has briefed me on my mission. I felt a vibration unaccustomed to what I usually dreamed and a few seconds later a loud bang was heard and some cold metal hit me on the head.
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