Ezra had been having weird dreams the past few days, leaving him vaguely unsettled until he could shake them away. It wasn't that they were bad dreams, just... They were dreams of a very different life, and they were so real.
Real enough to feel like memories, not dreams, and that was what was so unsettling, because they couldn't be real.
Get your head straight, Ezra, he tells himself firmly after trying to clear away the latest, lingering dream - a dream of begging on the streets as a little boy and getting a jogan from Qui-Gon. That didn't happen. Not like that. He's not even al- He cuts that thought off before it can finish. That one's not something he wants to be dwelling on when he's trying to have his Jedi lessons with Qui-Gon.
With a grimace, Ezra knocks on the door of Qui-Gon's house. Hopefully the lessons today will be just the distraction he needs to bring his mind back to down to earth.
8/14 - [in person]
Real enough to feel like memories, not dreams, and that was what was so unsettling, because they couldn't be real.
Get your head straight, Ezra, he tells himself firmly after trying to clear away the latest, lingering dream - a dream of begging on the streets as a little boy and getting a jogan from Qui-Gon. That didn't happen. Not like that. He's not even al- He cuts that thought off before it can finish. That one's not something he wants to be dwelling on when he's trying to have his Jedi lessons with Qui-Gon.
With a grimace, Ezra knocks on the door of Qui-Gon's house. Hopefully the lessons today will be just the distraction he needs to bring his mind back to down to earth.