Hera looked out over the plains of Ryloth, Jacen holding her hand as she prepared to find what was left of her clan.
The Empire was on the run, and she had helped bring that about. Surely it would count for something, so she could help her son connect to his heritage.
If not… Sabine was out there, waiting for her to come back. Ahsoka would be there, and maybe Ezra.
Farther away, Kallus and Zeb were living good lives, and she was part of making that happen.
All in all, she thought her legacy would live in them all.
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SW:R, Hera Syndulla
Date: 2020-02-05 12:28 am (UTC)The Empire was on the run, and she had helped bring that about. Surely it would count for something, so she could help her son connect to his heritage.
If not… Sabine was out there, waiting for her to come back. Ahsoka would be there, and maybe Ezra.
Farther away, Kallus and Zeb were living good lives, and she was part of making that happen.
All in all, she thought her legacy would live in them all.