Post by Jedi Master Eisley Oricla on Oct 4, 2005 7:34:24 GMT -5
((Prolouge-Labor of Love))
I sit in the sanitized medic area surrounded by droids and machines but with eyes only for her. It's hard watching her in so much pain but there is nothing I can do. "Save your strength." She nods and bites her lip. Trite words and flat advice is all I can offer this woman, the one I love. She asks for him, begs to see him again. Mentally I curse him, for what he's done to her. He was the Chosen One yet he's brought so much pain to the Galaxy. He showed so much promise and it all fell apart within a few months. I blame myself really but he was the one who self-vaped. Thats no excuse. A wave of pain sweeps over her and she cries out. I move closer to the white sterile cot she lays on and grab hold of her hand.
"Obi-Wan, tell him that I love him." I wipe the sweat that is beaded on her forehead and smile. I can't speak the words that have been roiling inside me for so long. I'm not brave like him. If only I had been able to tell her, things would not be this way. The galaxy would not be in the midst of this Emprical take-over, thousands of Jedi would still be alive . . . . . But wishing will do nothing for any of us now.
It's over, finally over. I hold her son, Luke in my arms so that she can see him. A daughter too whom she names Leah. Her peace-filled joy at having the children is soon overcome by her words for him. A try valiantly to keep the scowl from my face and only half-succeed. Her final breath is used in speaking his name. Tears run down my face and soak into my beard. No, this is not happening. I have to believe this or I might fall apart in front of Master Yoda and that would never do. I turn so that my back is to the transparisteel window and kiss her softly. She is already turning cold and the thought chills me thoroughly. Tenderly I touch her face one last time. My time here has expired.
I sit in the sanitized medic area surrounded by droids and machines but with eyes only for her. It's hard watching her in so much pain but there is nothing I can do. "Save your strength." She nods and bites her lip. Trite words and flat advice is all I can offer this woman, the one I love. She asks for him, begs to see him again. Mentally I curse him, for what he's done to her. He was the Chosen One yet he's brought so much pain to the Galaxy. He showed so much promise and it all fell apart within a few months. I blame myself really but he was the one who self-vaped. Thats no excuse. A wave of pain sweeps over her and she cries out. I move closer to the white sterile cot she lays on and grab hold of her hand.
"Obi-Wan, tell him that I love him." I wipe the sweat that is beaded on her forehead and smile. I can't speak the words that have been roiling inside me for so long. I'm not brave like him. If only I had been able to tell her, things would not be this way. The galaxy would not be in the midst of this Emprical take-over, thousands of Jedi would still be alive . . . . . But wishing will do nothing for any of us now.
It's over, finally over. I hold her son, Luke in my arms so that she can see him. A daughter too whom she names Leah. Her peace-filled joy at having the children is soon overcome by her words for him. A try valiantly to keep the scowl from my face and only half-succeed. Her final breath is used in speaking his name. Tears run down my face and soak into my beard. No, this is not happening. I have to believe this or I might fall apart in front of Master Yoda and that would never do. I turn so that my back is to the transparisteel window and kiss her softly. She is already turning cold and the thought chills me thoroughly. Tenderly I touch her face one last time. My time here has expired.