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In dreams, he sees her laughing and joyful in the sunlight, a gaggle of students at her feet, the Force Tree, solid and glowing, standing firm behind her.
She smiles at him and the child in his arms. He thinks he may be helping lay the foundation of a new galactic government, but it’s her who takes it and reflects it, building upon what came before, molding it into something better, brighter, as she teaches the future of the Galaxy.
When he awakes, he sees her rise, arms stretched towards the sky, and knows only hope for their new world.