Fairy Tales
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“And then they all…”

“Lived happily ever after,” six-year-old Ezra Bridger chirped with a gap-toothed grin.

Ephraim smiled and clicked off the datapad. “They certainly did.” He leaned forward to plant a kiss on his son’s warm little forehead. “Sweet dreams, bubbeleh.”

Ten years later, Ezra stands inside a Sith temple and raises his lightsaber to the menacing black-caped figure before him. He recalls the stories of his childhood. Kings and knights. Dragons. Evil wizards. Will there be a happy ending to his story? It doesn’t seem likely.

But if he is to die, he will do it fighting bravely.



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