jyn is barely twenty two. she's spent her entire life running and fighting and surviving. she knows the harsh realities of war, she knows you can fight and fight and fight and still lose at the end of the day, she knows you can lose what feels like too many battles and still win the war, and she knows with heartbreaking clarity and peace what it feels like to sacrifice everything for the hope that it was enough.
and it was, it was enough.
but nowhere in all that death and pain and loss did she ever have the chance to learn how to live and it isn't fair because now she has a chance but it feels like there is no way she is good enough to keep it from slipping through her fingers. ]
We've already died, why is it still so hard?
[ her knees draw up to her chest and she looks young for once, hard edges and armor lost, voice soft and helpless. ]
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jyn is barely twenty two. she's spent her entire life running and fighting and surviving. she knows the harsh realities of war, she knows you can fight and fight and fight and still lose at the end of the day, she knows you can lose what feels like too many battles and still win the war, and she knows with heartbreaking clarity and peace what it feels like to sacrifice everything for the hope that it was enough.
and it was, it was enough.
but nowhere in all that death and pain and loss did she ever have the chance to learn how to live and it isn't fair because now she has a chance but it feels like there is no way she is good enough to keep it from slipping through her fingers. ]
We've already died, why is it still so hard?
[ her knees draw up to her chest and she looks young for once, hard edges and armor lost, voice soft and helpless. ]