This is just a teaser for a story that I'm working with, so it's just a short one, whether or not if it gets positive feedback, I'll more than likely continue.
So please enjoy!
Please note, I don't own the Star Wars franchise, all I own is my OC(s) and this fanfic
Pov of Adalaida, full name: unknown date: unknown, area: the dark lake- D'Qar
The cold waters lap around my waist, it feels dark and cold, foreshadowing what I always imagined death would be like. I exhale, taking another step forward, a few more steps, and then I'd reach the ledge. My whole body is shaking, protesting against the cold, but my mind is numb, it had always been numb, even when I deliberately hurt myself, even when I made myself remember the horrors of my childhood, my mind was always painfully numb. And I couldn't take it anymore. The water is now coming to my neck, I reach out with the tip of my foot, I can feel the ledge.
"I'm not scared, this is what I want." I mutter to myself, my whole body is being stabbed with the cold of the water, and a weird bubble expands in my stomach, it's sore and empty. Is this fear? Or nerves?
Pounding footsteps from the forest behind me, make me turn my head, to see Ben Solo. Breathless, covered in leaves and briars. I begin to turn completely as to face him, but I had forgotten how close I was to the edge. I fall into the depth of the black water. Ben shouting my name is the last thing I hear. My whole stomach drops, my mind panics, but my body won't move. It can't, I'm so cold.
I'm scared.
And, it's only know that I realise...I don't want to die.
I'm sinking further, and further, my mind beginning to fade, air trickling out of my lungs. I open my eyes, to see the blurry surface of the water, growing farther away. The white light of the moon shines through the water, onto me, but I'm floating slowly away from it.
'So this is how I die? Full of terrified regret? I'm sorry, I'm sorry big sis, I'm sorry Head Priestess, I'm sorry Ms Organa...I'm sorry I failed you all, I'm sorry Ben...I'm so sorry.'