Here is where we decide, by the setting sun and rising tide If we stay and fade or test our reach, darling won't you just come with me
[ Wait for me. Padmé repeated those words like a prayer in the hours following Obi-Wan's departure, trying to find some comfort in them while drowning in her fear. It couldn't be true. Anakin wouldn't do things like that, he was a good man who had never wanted anything more than to protect those who couldn't protect themselves. He wouldn't... not younglings...
Everything in her urged her to follow him, to take her ship and journey to that volcanic planet and try to stop whatever was happening to him. But already he might be on his way home, and if what Obi-Wan said about the Chancellor was true—
As night fell on the city planet, she packed. They couldn't stay. Whatever was happening, where before she would have stood her ground and fought, now she feared for the life of her child. Their child, who would not be raised in the shadow of the Sith. She would die before allowing such a thing to happen. ]
Jacen blinked, the sight before him familiar and alien at the same time. Coruscant. He was on Coruscant, but it wasn’t the Coruscant he remembered, neither the sprawling planet of his youth nor the city remade to the Yuuzhan Vong’s liking. It was still busy, still full of buildings and lights and speeders... but it didn’t feel anything like the Coruscant he knew.
The Force here was strong, for one. Not just the bursting with life kind of strong. It was the Jedi kind of strong, almost like there was a temple out there somewhere—
Something from behind him rustled, and he swiftly turned around to check it out. He’d sensed the other before he actually saw him, and even after seeing him, he didn’t know what to believe.
How was this possible? How could he be standing on a veranda at the same time as Anakin Skywalker? He tried to tell himself that this was just a dream, but a part of him knew with certainty that this was something else entirely. Not a trick of the Force, but definitely something of the Force.
He smiled uneasily at his grandfather, who looked uncharacteristically troubled for someone called the Hero With No Fear. But there was no mistaking who he was. This was Anakin Skywalker, the Chosen One.
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Everything in her urged her to follow him, to take her ship and journey to that volcanic planet and try to stop whatever was happening to him. But already he might be on his way home, and if what Obi-Wan said about the Chancellor was true—
As night fell on the city planet, she packed. They couldn't stay. Whatever was happening, where before she would have stood her ground and fought, now she feared for the life of her child. Their child, who would not be raised in the shadow of the Sith. She would die before allowing such a thing to happen. ]
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have a force ghost or a dream or a vision of your grandson from another continuity lol
The Force here was strong, for one. Not just the bursting with life kind of strong. It was the Jedi kind of strong, almost like there was a temple out there somewhere—
Something from behind him rustled, and he swiftly turned around to check it out. He’d sensed the other before he actually saw him, and even after seeing him, he didn’t know what to believe.
How was this possible? How could he be standing on a veranda at the same time as Anakin Skywalker? He tried to tell himself that this was just a dream, but a part of him knew with certainty that this was something else entirely. Not a trick of the Force, but definitely something of the Force.
He smiled uneasily at his grandfather, who looked uncharacteristically troubled for someone called the Hero With No Fear. But there was no mistaking who he was. This was Anakin Skywalker, the Chosen One.
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