Everything hurt.
Every breath hurt. Every move hurt. Damn, even thinking hurt. She had lost the connection with Luke, and Obi Wan, it was only the force that would speak to her from time to time.
But what hurt most was the unanswered questions. The torture she had to go through everyday, fearing for her life.
But it never happened. He would only come in the morning, stare at her until she woke up and then leave. He wouldn't say anything or reveal anything. His mind was like a stone wall. Her probing was as weak as her spirit.
She was broken. Outside and inside.
These were the thoughts she processed all day for four days. By the second day she gave up trying to make him talk, instead asked for water, and he brought it to her.
They were somewhere in the forest. Maybe up the hill where they fought...five?...six? days ago. But thats all she knew. The force in her was weak too.
So she slept all day. Whenever she got the chance.
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Rey...you need to wake up. you need to fight. find your inner center and fuel the fire in it Rey, or it will be lost forever.
She woke up abruptly. Obi wan. His voice was back. He was calling to her again. but what did he mean? will I lose the force? Can you lose it?
You need to light the fire up again Rey. The fire within you. The force. Only you can do it Rey.
She tried to stand up but her muscles were really weak. After the first day waking up in the temple she didnt try again to rise from her bed.
But she would try now. The force was calling to her again. She took off the bed sheets and took a good look at her body.
I have to do this. I cannot stand still. I have to survive. I have to do this.