The AMAZING @morphobluetravels made a moodie for a chapter of my story: “The Redemption o

The AMAZING @morphobluetravels made a moodie for a chapter of my story: “The Redemption of Kylo Ren”

I’m crying. I just love it so much. Link to full story: - https://archiveofourown.org/works/24246223/chapters/58426126

Excerpt - Kylo Ren dream-shares with Rey and draws her into his memories of water. 

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His voice is silken. “Close your eyes.” As a show of faith, he steps back and closes his own.

He knows when she’s ready because, at that point, the fabric of reality ripples around them. Thinking back, he pulls out a distant thought and shapes it, carving out all the details, blessing it. She must have opened her eyes before he did because her gasp is one of wonder as the final touches solidify around them. His eyes are still squinted in effort when her hand lashes out and grabs his.

A whispered, “Ben…” is all she can manage.

The sound of children laughing fills the space between them. He opens his eyes to see them scurry about like rabbits, deeply entrenched in some sort of game. It’s just finished raining and the moisture still clings to the air. Her eyes are wide as she looks to the sky and takes in… her first rainbow.

“How is that happening?“

Heart expanding, he laces his fingers through hers. “The sunlight refracts through the moisture in the air. The droplets catch the light and break it into colors, like a prism.”

She is breathless. He takes his gaze from the sky to watch her reaction as her fingers squeeze his.

“This is…”

He tsks, shushing her. “You’re missing the best part.”

Children burst between them, splitting them away from each other. Their giggles and gasps are infectious, and he sees Rey immediately succumb to their charm. They chase one another, leaping and jumping and SPLASHING right into a puddle gathered under their feet.

Rey’s hands raise to elbow level as she looks down in wonder. Pools of liquid litter the surface of the ground, reflecting the sky, the sun, and the color. They’re barefoot, standing so their toes are covered while the children dance alongside the ripples, plunging their feet in and out of the crisp, life giving, water.

Kylo is as surprised as she is when a small boy STOMPS beside them, splattering wetness all along their legs. His reaction is a bit annoyed, but Rey is transfigured.

“Oi! You!” Her grin has never been so wide.

She twirls the staff behind her into some sort of hilt and bolts after the child. Others take up the cause until, all around him, children (and Rey) are laughing, chasing, and pounding their feet into the water. Her clothes are soaked and her hair drags with moisture, but that doesn’t phase her in the slightest. She’s lithe – twisting between grasping, playful hands before launching her body into the air and landing in a crouched thwomp that showers all around her. Her smile is as mischievous as it is jubilant.

Kylo tucks his grin behind his hand and backs slowly out of the fray, more than content to watch Rey relive his first puddlefight in his hometown of Hanna City on Chandrila.