(Text; UN: amidala)

[politicallyinclined]

Others have spoken of nightmares. I know there are remedies, but I think it would help me more just to...talk. About what I have seen. Some of it has to be in my mind. But I can't help feeling sick and...guilty.

I am needed somewhere else. I know I am. (The voices she hears in her dreams are unmistakable. Anakin is calling for her. And sometimes there are small cries too; the cries of infants.)

Does anyone know about the Force? What about the Jedi?

The Sith? (She knows at least one person is aware of those subjects, but are there others?)

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[verytired]

No one should be afraid of death. He's a good man. But they sometimes just give a hello. Share their name, a small bit of their story. Being dead isn't so bad.

Then offer him comfort. Can that not be enough?

[politicallyinclined]

I will be in good company, I know that much. Maybe that's why I've never feared it? But it feels too soon. Much too soon.

For him? No. My death has made him vulnerable. There is someone who will take advantage of him.