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I am bound by a thin string, ready to fight
They were completely surrounded without any way out.
At least, that was how it looked liked from where the two were sanding. Pinned by the enemy, overmatched and outgunned.
The fight certainly having lasted a long while now, the time somehow irrelevant at the moment. As it was, the two having remained behind so that the others of their team could get away. That they, could survive.
Now only the two of them remained there, holding their stance. Cinta and Vel.
It was just the two of them now. But they were together. Vel and Cinta, always and forever bound by that oh so very thin string. The invisible tether keeping them tied together, strong as it was, so not loosing the other.
Their fight as it was, them both having sworn to be there to the bitter end.
“So, this is it for us then?’
Vel glanced at Cinta, their eyes locking for a spell, them sharing their thoughts without the need for words, alas somehow, they still needed to be spoken out loud.
“Together, to the very end?”
Cinta let out a soft smile slip onto her lips. The bitterness, the worry, all but gone.
The two were still cornered, without any means for escape. Their chances of surviving low if none existent. Alas, they were together, to the very end as they had promised each other a long time ago.
Vel smiled then too, her hand finding Cinta’s, grabbing a strong hold of her partner.
“Always and forever, from this life to the next as we agreed, love.”
Hand in hand, locked and well whatever they had left in their blasters, loaded.
“We did indeed, agree. And for me, there are no regrets. At all.”
“Same, love. Same.”
A small glance, a nod in understanding the other’s thoughts, the two of them then launched against the overwhelming enemy force.
“For the rebellion! For freedom!!!”
Their shouts echoing in the hallway as they charged the seemingly overwhelming crowd, the shots soon starting, blaster fire inside of the narrow way.
The words though, perhaps something on an epitaph to be written, a testament to their heroism? Or then, a congratulatory speech for their survival?
Which ever it was those words would be remembered for a long time afterward.
As these two rebels were heroes to the tee. Together out there somewhere, fighting the good fight, for the galaxy to become better, to become, right.