Takianna

Anakin had coming running into her room, barefoot and wet from head to toe. His feet padding across the marble floor as he approached her bed. They hadn't been back to Naboo long, but Anakin had started making himself at home right away. He didn't seem to think that he needed to knock to enter her room in the middle of the night, although she would have liked some warning. Past the sheer curtains of the doors which lead to the balcony, Padme saw the lightning flash outside and light up the night. Now she knew what he was so excited about. It was raining. She now heard the drops pinging against the glass singing a lullaby to those who found t

Inside The large trunk was rather old and worn. It had weathered many risings and settings of the twin suns of Tatooine and had never protested. There it sat filled with things that wouldn't really mean anything to a curious person going through his belongings looking for treasure, but to Ben Kenobi, they were the things that reminded him of the life he once had. A life which seemed to be very distant from the sand beaten hovel he now inhabited where sand piled up like the memories of his days in service to the Republic. A life where he had been one of the most important men in the galaxy. A life where he had made mistakes which now made hi