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Gungan to the left

Rain of a Thousand Tears (PG)

By : obaona

Archived on: Monday, February 17, 2003

How and why Anakin and Padme split up.

I've always had mixed feelings about rain. It's so different from sand - not irritatingly coarse, but smooth and silky. And just as hard to hold in my hand. It is not something easily controlled. It can be a welcome relief from heat, but rain can also make you very cold - and it is something that doesn't end quickly, like getting thrown into a lake and then drying, for instance. It just keeps coming, freezing you all over again. I know that from experience, having learned it on my many missions with Master Obi-Wan.

Rain such as it fell on me then, running in rivulets down to the ground, my heavy cloak dragging.

I walked down the street, past wilted white flowers trodden down beneath the rain's heavy steps. The pavement was hard and slick, and I moved carefully along. Small houses, their windows shut and the curtains drawn, lined the way. I was in an older district, and its buildings were designed using the traditional architecture of Naboo. There were graceful lines and beautifully sculpted art everywhere - even the houses seemed to be works of art. While every one of those houses represented beautiful art, only one held something that was truly special.

My wife, Padm? Amidala Skywalker, who I loved beyond words.

I went to our doorstep, taking my time on the slippery steps. Throwing the hood of my robe back, I stood uncaring as the water hit my face. When she opened the door, I wanted her to see it was me, Anakin. She had called me here after months of forced separation, here because of her duty for the Senate and me by my duty as a Jedi. She was probably not expecting me to arrive so soon, as she knew it would be difficult for me to get away. A smile touched my lips and my hand gently touched the door that was streaked with water. So little separated us, and soon there would be nothing. We would be together, Padm? and I.

Breathing in the humid air, I knocked, not wanting to startle her by walking into the house unannounced. Then I waited, letting my eyes close and my senses expand. I could hear the people across the street laughing, I could hear the littlest pit-pat of rain hitting the hard ground, and I could even hear the quieter noise of it striking soft dirt. I could feel every coarse fiber of my clothes. I heard the slight click of the door being unlocked, and I opened my eyes.

She was there.

Dark brown hair fell down to her waist in the perfect curls that I knew so well. She wore a black gown that looked heavy and covered her body closely, all the way up to her neck. It was a dark, somber thing. Her hand rested on the door even as she looked out. Glancing over her, soaking in her simple presence, I was drawn to her eyes. They were a simple brown color, but what shone in them was all that mattered to me. Her love for me had always shone through her simple brown eyes, even in those public moments when we were forced to be silent.

Yet . . . they were shuttered. Closed.

"Padm??" I whispered. "What happened, is something wrong?" I stepped forward into the entrance of the house, heedless of my sopping wet robe and muddy boots. My hands went to her shoulders, to gently touch and encourage. She shied away. Because of how wet I was, surely.


She stepped away and to the side to let me enter. I did so, ignoring the bright colors of our house. After our marriage she had finally moved out of her parents' home and come here. It was time, she had said, to build a new, happier life with me. She had, and still did, treasure her parents but she had needed her independence from them. We had chosen this house carefully, and she had decorated it with her love and grace, filling it with dark wood and elegantly simple white furniture.

"We must talk," she said softly, not meeting my eyes. I noticed that her skin was pale and drawn tight. She looked thin, far too thin. Her lips were ashen and colorless, not the beautiful pink that I remembered and ached to kiss.

I touched her lips, gently. I felt her sudden breath, warm and alive, against my fingertips. Then her hand, pale as her face, came to my hand. She pressed my hand to her cheek, and her eyes fluttered shut for the barest of moments.

"Oh, Padm?," I breathed.

With that she turned abruptly, nearly yanking herself away from my touch. My throat closed in a soundless question. Why?

She did not face me. Her hands nervously smoothed the long, tight skirt of the dress she wore, and she moved into the living room, a room full of comfortable things: a soft couch, a few chairs, flowers, and memories.

At that moment it felt dark, and I then realized that most of the lights were off, leaving the room in shadow.

She walked to the couch, a plush white one - now gray, in the darkness. She moved gracefully and confidently, as always. My beautiful Padm?. I followed her, and sensing her need to remain separated from me, sat across from her in a slight, wooden chair. My wet robe dragged on the carpet, and I quickly threw it off onto another chair.

I leaned forward, my eyes focused on her. "Tell me, love. Why did you ask me here? What is so urgent? Palpatine -"

"Do not speak his name in this house."

I fell silent in shock. She had spoken so harshly, spitting her words out with hate. "Padm? -"

"I called you here - now - to tell you something," she said softly - very softly, but interrupting me with ease nonetheless. Her head was bowed, her curls shadowing her beautiful cheekbones and leaving her eyes in the darkness of her hair's shadow. I wished for more light, to see her beautiful face. Her lips were tight, her expression strained but controlled.

I waited, and ignored the water slowly dripping off my Padawan braid. In that moment, there was . . . only her, in that moment. Just her.

She took a deep breath, and began.

"I know that Palpatine requested you, during the Clone Wars. That you would often go on special missions for him." Her hands, at first lying limply on her lap, now were tensely twisting. "I know what those special missions were, Anakin." She looked up at me, and her dark eyes blazed with fury and outrage. Her hands clenched into fists, and she spat out: "How could you?"

"Padm? - you must believe me, what I did, it was the only way!" I said desperately, leaning forward and silently hoping she would meet my eyes. I had to make her understand. She had to see it, see things as my mentor, Palpatine, had shown them to me.

She threw her head back, and her hands fell loose. "Murder? Murder was the only way? Oh, Anakin." Tears fell down her face and she met my eyes.

"They were traitors, Padm?! They sought to destroy what you had worked for - all of it. They would have given us to our enemies -"

She leapt up and nearly screamed at me. "They sought peace! Peace to end this horrible war!" She stopped talking, then, and turned her head away. She walked past the couch where she had sat, letting her fingers trail along a dark, wooden table set against the wall. Then she slowly turned back to me.

"That's not true," I said shakily. Shaken at her insistence - her belief. "Palpatine said it was only a deception -" I said, shaking my head in denial.

"Palpatine," Padm? repeated, her voice full of pain, not derision. "I trusted him. Once, and no longer." She looked at me and her hands almost reached out to touch me, twitching and then being forcibly stilled.

"He still does deserve that trust, Padm?," I insisted, my palms held out before me. "He has always been our friend, before our marriage and now -"

Her breath hitched. "You trusted him to such an extent that you murdered five innocent beings in their sleep?" She shivered, the motion so slight I could barely see it. I wanted to reach out to her, smooth those shivers away.

"I did what was necessary," I said, willing her to meet my eyes. "I saw it all - heard it from their own mouths before I killed them - they were going to dismantle the army, the one that saved us, Padm?, and for what? So the Separatists could catch us unprepared? It was necessary!"

She stared at me for a long moment - it was surely only a moment - then said fiercely, "Just like with the Tusken Raiders?"

I must have gasped, because I heard such a noise. I stared at her for a long moment, hurt and unsure of what to say. "That was different." I couldn't disguise my pain. How could she do this to me?

I saw a flicker of pain in her eyes, then she continued. "And your Master? What would he think of your special missions?" She gave me a bitter smile, and walked close to me, leaning down to stare at me where I sat.

"My Master does not see -" I began, forcing my voice to remain steady.

"No," Padm? whispered, staring into my eyes. "He does not." She was sad again, and more silent tears slipped down her cheeks. "He is blind to what Palpatine is doing to you - even as I once was. We were both blinded by our . . . love."

She took a deep breath, her shoulders shaking. With those beautiful brown eyes she looked at me, and then spoke. "I'm leaving you." Her mouth opened to say more, then she paused, as if reconsidering.

I couldn't breathe, my chest felt tight and empty. I had no breath within me, and my heart had stopped. I stared at her and my mouth opened, but no words would come out. Only when I tasted the saltiness of my own tears did I realize I was crying. "No," I whispered, the word drawn from the pit of my stomach. "Why? Padm? . . ." I held my hands out to her beseechingly.

She pushed them aside. "Don't doubt me, Anakin. I will do what I must to shock some sense into you, to make you see your own blindness." She spoke softly, but a layer of steel underlined her words. It was a steel that I knew well - a steel that had allowed to her be Queen, and stand for her people in a time of war.

"I did it for you, Padm?!" I shouted, rising to my feet at last. My legs felt weak, but I didn't let that stop me. She must see! "How can you say that? How can you say - say I am blind?"

"You are blind!" Padm? hissed at me, her eyes sparking. I used to love that look, that tightly hidden fire that drove her to fight for her causes. "Palpatine twists you - uses you for some reason that I don't know! I hate it!"

"Palpatine is a great man," I said, my voice breaking with anger. "He has guided me through everything. Through the doubts of the Jedi Council, and even my own Master!" I slammed my palm down on the table. It wasn't until then that I realized I had been getting closer to her, even as she backed away from me.

Padm? flinched as my hand hit the table. She stared at me for a long moment, panting with emotion. "I cannot love a man who disgusts me with his ideals." It was softly spoken, but each word was a stab through my heart. I doubled over, gasping.

"Padm? . . . you must love me." Must. There couldn't be any other way. It was simply not possible.

"How," she began, then stopped. The tears fell down her face, and her lips trembled as she struggled to speak. "How can I love what is lost to me?" And she touched my cheek, with just the barest of touches.

She didn't love me anymore.

In that moment, I wanted to hit her, slap her. Make her love me. But in the next moment, I realized that wasn't possible. I couldn't hit the person I loved more than life. She was the person that had held me when my mother died. The person that I admired and respected most. And I could not make her love me - love, I knew in some instinctive way, could only be freely given.

I was empty. My heart felt like lump of lead in my chest. I turned away from her, away from her touch, away from her face. I panted, my life in shambles around me.

A disaster she had caused. How dared she? I was her husband - why could she not support me? Love me? Gasping with tears, I screamed. My hands clenched my hair painfully.

A gentle hand touched my head, but I lurched away from her touch. I would not have her pity. Anger filled me - strong, very strong. It was familiar, the anger I felt. That dark want for something to ease the pain. For vengeance. Except there was no vengeance to be had.

It simply was - there was nothing to change, nothing to kill, nothing to satisfy the anger.

I grabbed the chair on which I had been sitting on happily only minutes before, when I was glad to be home with my wife. My hands clenched around its legs, and with a growl deep in my throat, I threw it at the near wall. It splintered on impact, and I felt a rush of satisfaction. The anger filled the emptiness, that infinite emptiness.

"Anakin!" It was Padm?'s voice.

I whirled. Padm?, who had been less than a meter behind me, stumbled back, frightened by my suddenness. Her face was deathly white, paler than before. The anguish in her eyes was horrifyingly intense. One hand, pale and trembling, reached out. "Ani . . . come back to me. I don't want to lose you."

Come back. Come back and see things my way - that was what she was saying.

"I am not the blind one," I whispered hoarsely. I forced my head to turn. Forced myself to look away from her.

"Anakin!" she shouted, her voice throaty and harsh with despair. I felt a flicker of pain in what was left of my heart, but I ignored it.

I stormed out of the house, past the fragments of the chair, past all the memories. I stumbled on the marble floor before I reached the door. I stood up, opened the door roughly by slamming my palm against the control panel, and half fell down the steps. The rain streamed down my face, mixing my tears. Hiding them. Hiding my pain, as it were. Rain is truly a mixed blessing. It can make you cold - so cold, but it can also hide your tears. I was determined she would not see me cry.

The street was cold and hard. Slipping, I fell to my knees.

"Anakin!" Warm hands came to rest on my back and shoulders. I shrugged them off. I rose. She had made her decision and I had made mine. "Please, Anakin. Come back to me - be with me, my husband. I love you, I only want you to see . . ." Her voice was so broken. So faint I could barely hear it over the patter of the rain.

But all I could feel was emptiness, even at her admission of love - a lie. Those words inspired no desire to protect her, nothing of any kind. Only that dark pit of anger helped me. Yes, I realized, it would help me now.

I left her in the street, on her knees and her black dress pooled around her. Her hands lay upon her stomach, trembling. Her curls went limp in the rain, and clung to her perfect cheekbones as if to accent them. She looked like a harbinger of death: black hair, black eyes and the palest skin, so perfectly white. And those eyes stared with such hopelessness and disbelief. For the briefest of moments, I paused, as I glanced over my shoulder. Then I walked.

And I left her behind.

With my soul.

I had no anchor. No light in my life. But Palpatine would know what to do, as he always did. He was always there for me, he would advise me. He had been there to cheer me on when I told him of my marriage - he would be there when I told him about the ending of it.

The rain kept falling, through the night. It must have hid Padm?'s tears - as it did my own.


Original cover by Cosmic. HTML formatting copyright 2003 TheForce.Net LLC.

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Author: obaona  (signed)
Date posted: 2/17/2003 8:56:44 PM
obaona's Comments:

Author checking in. :)

I just want to thank my betas: Peta Noonan, Elizabeth P., Alice S., Ruby Fire, Kriana Raktara, and most especially the lovely Lady Padme (Queen of Betas, as titled by me).

Also, MANY thanks to the cover artist, Cosmic. Everyone, tell her how wonderful it is. ;)

This is my first Ani/Ami fic, so be kind.

Author: Lady Padme  (signed)
Date posted: 2/17/2003 9:38:44 PM
Lady Padme's Comments:

Ah...oba...what can I say about this fic. Beautiful. Lovely imagery and symbolism. You did Ani and Padme perfectly!

Great viggie...oh, Queen of Vignettes!

Author: Princess Beccerz
Date posted: 2/18/2003 6:55:15 AM
Princess Beccerz's Comments:

Oh, wow! Obaona, for your first Ani/Ami fic, this is absoulutely amazing! If you hadn't stated otherwise, I'd have thought you'd been doing Ani/Ami stories for a long time. Excellent! I actually cried when I read it, which is quite rare for me. Keep writing, we want more!


Author: THeMPIRE
Date posted: 2/18/2003 1:18:55 PM
THeMPIRE's Comments:

That, just like the rest of your works, was very good. In everyone of your stories you are able to portray real sadness, real emotion. I think you should do more Ani, Ami stories like this one. The Ani,Ami, story is one of the saddest.

Author: bobill  (signed)
Date posted: 2/18/2003 2:42:54 PM
bobill's Comments:

Hey, I remember this! I love how you described the rain into this like this, and also how you had Anakin as the one who felt the pain instead of Padme, which seems to be the typical vignette.

Author: Umich Jedi
Date posted: 2/18/2003 5:54:57 PM
Umich Jedi's Comments:

Truly amazing...I'm at a loss for words...amazing! Great Job!!-thanks

Author: Barissa
Date posted: 2/19/2003 8:18:12 AM
Barissa's Comments:

Well, Obaona, you know I like what ever you write, but a very interesting study for sure......


Author: Lady Jedi
Date posted: 2/19/2003 8:47:13 AM
Lady Jedi's Comments:

The best story I have read!!!!!!! It was beautiful and well written. I enjoyed it throughly.

Author: Bant428  (signed)
Date posted: 2/19/2003 9:55:45 AM
Bant428's Comments:

=-( u forgot me again, Oboana. I betad this story for u, too! =-( =-( =-(=-(

I feel so unappreciated. =-( =-( =-(

By the way, love this story, as usual. I love all ur work. I'm ur biggest fan...and yet u forget to acknowledge me as a beta.
I feel so forgotten =-(.

I was going to ask for more stories, but I guess u've forgotten that a Bant exists! =-(

Author: obaona  (signed)
Date posted: 2/19/2003 10:37:57 AM
obaona's Comments:

:( My apologies, Bant. I didn't mean to forget you! *gestures at everyone reading comment* She beta-ed, too! I'm very sorry.

To the other readers - thank you for reading, and I appreciate your comments. :)

Author: Niki  (signed)
Date posted: 2/19/2003 11:58:29 AM
Niki's Comments:

Very nicely done. I could practically hear the words and see their faces. Very good indeed!

Author: salacious saber
Date posted: 2/19/2003 12:28:55 PM
salacious saber's Comments:

You rock!

Author: CloneTrooper
Date posted: 2/19/2003 2:00:08 PM
CloneTrooper's Comments:

Wow, that was excellent.. a little depressing.. but worth 10/10 all the same! Well done!

Author: Whisper
Date posted: 2/19/2003 2:42:15 PM
Whisper's Comments:

Me, the biggest sap of all time.... loved this story. Visuals were amazing. And having Ani's point of view is something I haven't seen so far. Normally, it's Padme who feels the pain, which is caused by anakin. I like how you mentioned Palpatine being the source of their problems. Very good! Write more!

Author: Forcebewitya
Date posted: 2/19/2003 7:03:30 PM
Forcebewitya's Comments:

that is some freaken good literature keep up the good work excellent discriptions i definitly could see natalie and hayden acting out the story good work!

Author: V.S.
Date posted: 2/19/2003 8:09:29 PM
V.S.'s Comments:

What a wonderful story! (sob)

Author: Justin LeCheminant
Date posted: 2/19/2003 9:43:18 PM
Justin LeCheminant's Comments:

Very well done, I did however think Padme wasn't quite 100% to character but Anakin was perfect. It was quite fun to read and I wish it was longer.

Author: PrincessPadme
Date posted: 2/19/2003 9:46:04 PM
PrincessPadme's Comments:

WOW!!! ITs totally amazing the way you portay them both.

Author: Shloz
Date posted: 2/20/2003 3:23:07 AM
Shloz's Comments:

Beautiful piece of work. I can easily see this scene in Episode III. In fact, this is the most plausible A/A breakup scenario I have read.

Your characterization of Ani is wonderful - completely sure of his path, while at the same time being quite the unknowing slave to Palpatine, and desperate for Padme's love all the while. His choice is clear - he has been rejected, he will not go back. Such is the way of the Dark Side, and he finally is prepared to give in fully.

The imagery is very vivid; the rain washing everything away, and especially Padme's gripping her stomach at the end - the hint of what she didn't say to him in his state of mind...

Again, wonderful job. Keep it up!

Author: Siri Ruane
Date posted: 2/20/2003 8:07:29 AM
Siri Ruane's Comments:

Another good one Oba!

Author: Jedi_StarDust  (signed)
Date posted: 2/20/2003 8:20:47 AM
Jedi_StarDust's Comments:

Oba! *Hugs*

I'm so happy to see Rain archived. I loved your piece when I first read it on the boards - and I still love it now. The emotions you weave into your vignette are very powerful and heart-wrenching; I felt overcome with a great sadness as I read each scene. Great usage of rain, too. I liked the introduction very much.


Author: Jedi Skywalker9
Date posted: 2/20/2003 1:52:29 PM
Jedi Skywalker9's Comments:

This is extermely good yet extermely sad. I loved to read it but it is so damn sad.

Author: J
Date posted: 2/21/2003 3:22:59 AM
J's Comments:

If this is Padme and Anakin's parting, how are luke and leia conceived if they were months apart b4hand.

Author: obaona  (signed)
Date posted: 2/21/2003 10:42:20 AM
obaona's Comments:

You can be several months pregnant and not show. :) Padme was also wearing black. ;)

To all the other comments: Thank you! :D

Author: Destiny
Date posted: 2/22/2003 12:04:15 AM
Destiny's Comments:

This isn't the first time I've been 'wowed' by your work, Obaona. I hated to read about the breakup of my favorite couple, but you portrayed it so beautifully, I couldn't be bitter. You truly have a gift - the ability to wring emotions from your audience. I truly wanted to cry - and stories NEVER make me cry. We all wish that Ani would understand that he is being manipulated and return to his one true love, but we all also know that it's the only way to bring balance back to the force. After all, Palpatine will end up unknowingly keeping the instrument of his death by his side for 20 years. Maybe Ani and Padme get to be together in death - I hope, I hope, I hope! :p

Author: Nemesis  (signed)
Date posted: 2/23/2003 11:10:51 AM
Nemesis's Comments:

Loved it. I like the way it showed Ani's point of view - most other Ani/Ami fics shows Padme's. Keep it up :-)

Author: Darth Sign
Date posted: 2/23/2003 11:28:36 AM
Darth Sign's Comments:

Just One Word: Excellent!!!

Author: Darth Sassen
Date posted: 2/23/2003 8:48:36 PM
Darth Sassen's Comments:

exellent job obaona, I surely think that this is the only way anakin become a lord ith in the dark side of the force!

Author: Shada
Date posted: 2/24/2003 8:20:25 AM
Shada's Comments:

Oh wow...

I have to say...if I were at my own home instead of in a public computer lab, I'd be bawling my eyes out at the moment.

You did an excellent job! Amazing! And I love the bits about the rain. Very powerful imagery there. And writing from Ani's point of view was very...shocking. Really made my heart ache. :( I'm a sap; I'm sorry. lol

Good work, and keep it up!

Author: JediPug1  (signed)
Date posted: 2/24/2003 8:56:40 PM
JediPug1's Comments:

Wow! Great story! I loved it being from Anakin's point of view. The whole thing was very easy to visualize, you expressed everything perfectly!

Author: Jedi_Mastre_Kris
Date posted: 2/26/2003 7:08:48 PM
Jedi_Mastre_Kris's Comments:

oh Oba!!*gives standing ovation* One of the most beautiful viggies I've ever read! *sob* so powerful, and cold and harsh and overwhemling! This is by far one of my favorites! The symbolism is very powerful, and when Padmé was clutching her stomach, I was like "gasp! oh no!"
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. :)

Author: Ani's girl  (signed)
Date posted: 2/28/2003 6:59:31 PM
Ani's girl's Comments:

This is the best fan fiction story i have read so far. Beautifully written it details every aspect of Anakin's love for Padme and his blindness for his new master Palpatine.
This story is very crucial to episode 3. I just hope GL knows there is a great writer out there, that can bring sadness and inspiration to all of us.

Author: voovie1960
Date posted: 2/28/2003 9:35:40 PM
voovie1960's Comments:

There are no words to describe how beautiful this was and do it justice. On a scale of 1-10, it was a 100.

Author: Jedi Niomi
Date posted: 3/1/2003 12:19:21 AM
Jedi Niomi's Comments:

I totally agree with everyone else here! It was 100% well done! :D And so sad as well... *sighs* I loved it though!

Keep up the good work!

Author: zophie bloom
Date posted: 3/1/2003 12:56:44 PM
zophie bloom's Comments:

wow that was so great, well done!!! i love ankin and padme's love story and this was just so sad and right . Thanx for the great read.
zophie skywalker

Author: jedi_michele
Date posted: 3/2/2003 12:08:34 PM
jedi_michele's Comments:

obana congragulations on making this to the archive! i just visited it recently or actually yesturday and saw ur work up, im so proud! thanks for mentioning me as one of ur betas :) so proud of u!

-elizabeth p

may the force always be with u

Author: jedi_michele
Date posted: 3/2/2003 12:08:39 PM
jedi_michele's Comments:

obana congragulations on making this to the archive! i just visited it recently or actually yesturday and saw ur work up, im so proud! thanks for mentioning me as one of ur betas :) so proud of u!

-elizabeth p

may the force always be with u

Author: Jenos  (signed)
Date posted: 3/13/2003 2:57:05 AM
Jenos's Comments:

Ahh...dearest, you know what I think of this fic. Brilliantly written, in its dark beauty. You've portrayed it perfectly - completely and utterly brilliant!

Author: Andrea Jade Solo
Date posted: 3/14/2003 5:03:25 PM
Andrea Jade Solo's Comments:

Wonderful you have done it again I just love your stories and this is one of the best. Keep writing I wish you the best.

-Andrea Jade Solo

Author: Andrea Jade Solo
Date posted: 3/14/2003 5:03:35 PM
Andrea Jade Solo's Comments:

Wonderful you have done it again I just love your stories and this is one of the best. Keep writing I wish you the best.

-Andrea Jade Solo

Author: Quiller  (signed)
Date posted: 3/20/2003 7:03:30 PM
Quiller's Comments:

I'm finally starting to catch up on my backlog of reading. Nice job, Obaona. You especially captured Anakin very well.

Author: darthnikita
Date posted: 3/27/2003 5:46:53 AM
darthnikita's Comments:

i'm usually a pretty harsh critic when it comes to the fanfics, but i am very pleased and astounded by your piece. its descriptive, poignant, and even brought a tear to my eye. i could actually see this happening in the next movie. bravo =)

Author: I-Love-Anakin
Date posted: 4/6/2003 9:53:08 AM
I-Love-Anakin's Comments:

Great story!

Author: Archangel
Date posted: 8/21/2003 1:58:27 PM
Archangel's Comments:

Good heavens, girl, you can't do anything wrong! This is you're first Ani/Ami fic? Inconceivable! Keep it up, oba, and I'll read them all!

Author: KypKarrde
Date posted: 9/22/2003 1:05:39 AM
KypKarrde's Comments:

Oboana, once again you have proven why I automatically mentally rate your works in the 10's range...before even reading them!
Stellar work.
Finally, a piece that actually makes Anakin act the way Anakin WOULD act, think, and feel.
(and, from a literary point of view, the baseline of rain - its characterization and symbolism - was wrenchingly beautiful.)

Author: Tavae Themisal  (signed)
Date posted: 10/15/2003 1:59:22 PM
Tavae Themisal's Comments:

You have a great gift. Let it loose. WOW. Kudos!

Author: jedi_bat-man
Date posted: 2/19/2004 10:12:06 AM
jedi_bat-man's Comments:

Nice work pal. If only they had writers like you on the job for the prequels, and had chosen actors that could do it justice

Author: Amidala Skywalker
Date posted: 8/29/2004 12:40:14 PM
Amidala Skywalker's Comments:

I absolutley love this peice! It is so beautifully written.

Author: tahiriina
Date posted: 9/13/2004 4:15:47 PM
tahiriina's Comments:

Oh this was totally magnificent! The conversation was so totally what is to be expected: his denial of anything being wrong with the "missions" and her refusal to live with someone who would shed innocent blood. Their mutual grief and his desolation and total anger and misguided ideas about Palpatine totally fit what comes next. His love is totally incinerated by the rage leaving nothing but ashes. I hope they have a confrontation as moving in EpIII.

Author: ObiWanGreatestJedi2688
Date posted: 6/23/2005 2:40:09 AM
ObiWanGreatestJedi2688's Comments:

This was the first Fan Fic I ever read and it's bloody marvelous. I always love your work.

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