"So. We died." "Yes, we died," Fives confirms. Even though his hands are steady on Echo's shoulders, his voice trembles. "We all… remember?" Everyone nods. Droidbait shudders, and shuffles closer to Cutup. "How is that possible?" he mutters. "We're not Jedi. We can't… see the kriffing future, or whatever it was. We can't—it's not possible. How could we all have had the same dream?"

Commander Bly receives Order 66 and has to make a split-second decision whether to fire. Has Aayla Secura ever seen him as more than just another clone? The two struggle to find their way in a galaxy forever changed as the Republic disappears and the Empire begins to emerge. Can they find a safe haven, or will they be forever hunted as a Jedi and a traitor? Artwork by gloryblaz.