&*– amidalapadmc

           calloused fingers latch onto porcelain wrists, rosy lips turning
           upwards to offer a brilliant smile. padme, padme. she was his
           light, always shining, always illuminating. even in the darkest
           of times, the most desperate of moments – she would be there.
           she was always there. he lifts her fragile en-captured limbs to
           press a tender kiss to the warmth of her flesh, cerulean hues
           locked onto her. 

                            “ i can finally save you. “ 

           his voice is a whisper, one full of secrets he wishes desperately
           to tell her. they coat his tongue, anxious to form words, though
           he represses the urge once more. in due time. how could he tell
           her what he has delved into? how could he tell her that in his
           desperation, he had unlocked his own pandora’s box? alas, he
           would have the answers he searched for – the remedies to the
           haunting nightmares plaguing his sleep. he would save his light,
           and he would become the most powerful force-wielder to do it. 

                          “ i swore to myself i would do it. i would
                            do whatever it took to keep you safe. you’ll
                            see. we can finally be in peace, without worry. “