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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager in Combat Boots Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 12/18/06 6:47am Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.4 UP!! 13.12
	Wow! Incredible chapter! Everything appeared to have died. Even the wind coming through the open window couldn’t shatter the illusion. It was cold while I rubbed my arms in a vain attempt to warm myself, but I felt too numb to stand up and close the window. I had felt cold ever since I had turned into a disdained nobody from the respected Senator that I once was. The dismal quietness seemed deafening to my ears as I waited for Anakin to return. They say that time cannot be measured when you are worried to the point that you can’t feel anymore. I could have waited years for him, but it could have been mere hours. What did time matter when it was the question of life or death, the most grave trial for our love? Even the baby stopped kicking and waited for its father, as numb and insane with anxiety as I was. Who would be the man who’d enter the door any moment? Would he still be a Jedi Knight, or would he be a nobody, like me? Would he still be a father or just a person who gave life to one of the Jedi yet to be born? Would he still be my husband? Absolutely gorgeous and lyrical words here. -----signature----- If you have to choose between tears and laughter, remember that laughter burns more calories. Army Mom! HOOAH! Adopt a soldier: http://soldiersangels.org/
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CrazyAni Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 12/18/06 1:34pm Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.4 UP!! 13.12
	Star_Angel: I’m thrilled that you still like it. Thank you so much for reading, dear Erica! EquestrianJedi07: Sure, I’d be happy to PM you. Thank you so much for reading! Erised_Star: Padmé was confused and scared. She didn’t know whether her love for Anakin would still be strong after their world had fallen apart… That was her moment of weakness. As for the happy endings… I don’t really know. But I guess you can already see if “Change of Fate” has a happy ending or not – it was very much obvious in the last chapter. Thanks a lot for reading, my friend! Jazz_Skywalker: That’s right! No angst, no anger = no story. That wouldn’t be fun. Thanks a lot for reading, my friend! jedilegolas: Thank you! Of course, I’d be happy to PM you. Thanks for reading! michaellover: M’dear, your words are cruel, but they sum up the situation perfectly – I couldn’t have put it better myself. Thank you for reading! Kelli_LB: I can’t write cliffies no matter how hard I try to create one!! Thank you so much for reading! Jedi_Master_cazz: I think ‘hurt men’ works better here… Thanks a lot for reading! JediMasterRev: Thank you so much for your comments! Yes, that’s exactly how I see Padmé – she’s very much human, she can break, she can make mistakes like we all. Her failure of Anakin in canon can be argued, but she certainly failed him in this story… Of course, I’d love to add you to the list. Thank you so much for reading! DragonLotus: Thank you so much! ImperialRemnant: Thanks! DarthSilious: Thank you so much! Of course, you’re on the list! Thank you for reading. WANNA-BE-JEDI-KNIGHT: Whew, I’m glad that this story starts making sense to the audience. There is still more to come. Thank you so much for reading! AnakinsFavorite: Hello, m’dear! Of course, there is angst to come – I love angst! I’m glad that you liked the flashback – it was very compelling and sad to write. Thank you so much for stopping by! randomangel22: Well, it can be argued whether Anakin is cold. Try putting yourself into his shoes – the woman who you loved more than anything in the world basically told you that you ruined her life and that’s why she doesn’t love you anymore. Then she dies, and you mourn her. But several years later, you find out that she’s still alive and well, and that she didn’t contact you! I would be pissed too. Anakin didn’t leave the planet yet, he just left the store. I’m intrigued at what you’ll think of him as the story progresses. Thank you so much for reading! KELIA: Oh, I don’t mind you ranting! It’s always interesting what the readers think about the twists the story is taking. I’m glad that you still like it. Thank you so much for reading! Luminara_Kenobi: breaks off Sorry… Yes, Anakin was hurt very, very deeply. But that’s not the only reason because he acted so coldly towards her – he’s more hurt by the fact that she had chosen to hide her survival from him. The poor bloke had mourned her for over five years, and she was alive all this time… I’m glad that the last chapter didn’t drive you away. Thank you so much for reading! HandmaidenVeme: Padmé said some cruel things to Anakin, but she was being honest with him and she was in as much pain as he was. Anakin wasn’t shocked too see Padmé – his shock came earlier – he came to the store because he knew he would find her there. I hope the next chapter will explain the missing bits and pieces. Thanks a lot for reading! Kitten: Sure, you’re on the list! Thanks for reading. Vejibra_Padme: Poor Padmé was being very honest and she really tried to make things better… Instead, she made everything just worse. Anakin isn’t cold and cruel – he’s just very, very shocked and deeply hurt. He’ll come around eventually. Sure, I’d love to PM you. Thank you for reading! queenberuthiel: Hey, sis! Of course, you’re on the list! Thank you so much for reading, dear! -Changeling-: Hello! Thank you so much for your comments! Padmé was very confused and torn – she didn’t say these things so as to hurt Anakin, but to make things better for them. If she really didn’t love Anakin, it would have been a right move. But, in reality, she only made everything worse. You’re right – she really hurt Anakin. Besides, he also feels betrayed by her secrecy – she was alive all those years he mourned her, and she didn’t let him know. I hope that his reaction is justified. Of course, I’d be happy to PM you! Thank you so much for reading! VaderLVR64: Thank you so much for reading! -----signature----- Currently chased away from the boards by the Writers' Block Cage of Lies - post RotS A/P - Padme is presumed to be dead http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/25632570/p1/ HELP!!!Where is my muse?
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CrazyAni Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 12/18/06 1:38pm Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.4 UP!! 13.12
	Hello, all! The last update in this year. I hope it didn’t suffer much from my Christmassy mood! I wish you all happy holidays and a nice start into 2007! Hope you enjoy. Chapter Five A gust of cold wind flutters into the store through the open door. It whirls around, singing softly to me, caressing my withered cheeks with its cool hands. There is something white floating in the air – snow flakes. Without realising what I’m doing, I move to the window. Snow falls from the skies, dancing and laughing with the wind, obscuring a tall, black figure that walks down the street. Even though the veil of the snow is too thick and he is walking too fast, I peer out of the window, my nose nearly pressed into the transparisteel, tracking his steps. His gauzed silhouette grows smaller and blurrier with each second until the snow swallows him whole. A nauseating feeling of emptiness spreading up in me, I watch the snow flakes tossing and reeling in the icy wind, ever changing, ever smiling in their joy. Some of them throw themselves at the window, as though inviting me to join their dance. I notice only little of their magnificence, of their impeccable shape – each one of them different, yet so alike in their beauty – as my eyes peer desperately into the street, searching… searching… searching. Maybe, he will return? Maybe, he will give me a chance to explain myself, to try to justify my unforgivable actions. Maybe, he had long forgiven me. Maybe, he thinks that there is nothing to forgive. But not even I believe it. “Raaja?” I hear a voice call me. A warm hand squeezes my shoulder. It is gentle and caring, but it is not the hand I long to be touched by. Nevertheless, I turn around, ignoring the tempting calls of the snow flakes to join them and to dance, to search, to scream for him to return. “Who was it?” Kaya asks quietly. I can’t answer her. Instead, I gasp, clutching my belly. A fit of searing pain washes all over me and retreats as suddenly as it came, but leaving a reminder – a jagged, screeching hole in my chest. The hole I’ve forgotten about, the hole I got used to over the years. “Are you all right?” I nod, moving to the desk, my hoverchair buzzing compassionately. Kaya follows and lowers herself carefully on the chair next to me. “That man is someone from your past, isn’t he?” I squeeze my eyes shut and open them again, taking a deep breath. My eyes flicker to the window – there is nothing but the snow – and back to Kaya’s anxious face again. “His name is Anakin Skywalker. He is my husband.” I decide to use the present tense. Kaya frowns, a vague sign of recognition flaring up in her eyes. She might have heard of him. After all, our forbidden marriage was all over HoloNet, everyone spoke about us, as if there were no war raging. I hold my hand out, stopping potential questions. The hole screeches in pain, but I ignore it, my face resolved. Maybe, finally letting everything out will help me. Maybe, I should have done that long ago. “Give me a moment,” I say quietly, yet my voice is strong. “I’ll tell you everything. I’ll tell you everything about my past.” And so I will. The story of my life is the story of love and betrayal, of sweet lies and harsh truths. Kaya will find out who I really am, or who I think I am. Who am I? What is hiding beneath my frail, aged body? Is the fire that used to burn within me still crackling, or is there nothing but the jagged hole left? “My name is Padmé Amidala Naberrie Skywalker. I was born on Naboo thirty-two standard years ago. At the age of fourteen I became a Queen of Naboo…” My voice rustles softly in the store as the snow continues to fall outside. *** There is nothing but darkness, sneering and laughing darkness. It comes closer and pulls back again, taunting me. There are faces there, but I can’t make them out – faces from my past. The darkness shifts nearly imperceptibly, opening its dark waters, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. Pools of endless blue, they resurface from its depths, piercing me with their unwavering stare. I’m lost to their power, unable to look away. They penetrate and paralyse me, making everything else disappear as though it had never existed. There is a fire burning deep within – a mad, untamed fire. Fire of rage? Fire of love? Fire of hatred? I don’t understand. I try to look deeper into them, but I’m already lost to the scorching blue, feeling small and insignificant. The darkness reels around us, ready to pull me under. I know that I’ll never be able to resurface again, that I’ll be forever incarcerated by these eyes…but I don’t care. I want to be. Just when I take a deep breath, shifting my body, ready to plunge into the darkness, there is a cracking noise. There can be no noises in this darkness. I peer around. Nothing. The cracking noise repeats – the moaning noise of a floor under the weight of another person. Something is wrong. With a jolt, I realise that I’m dreaming. I jerk awake, and the darkness retreats, replaced by a familiar silver moon light. The snow continues to fall from the skies, the moon and the white of the snow making the boring urban landscape appear surreal, like a place from another reality. But the beautiful eyes are gone too, and disappointment burns in my throat. There is someone in the room. Not the wounded Jedi, not Kaya who has fallen asleep, a wet cloth in her hand. There is someone else. “Padmé,” a quiet, gentle voice calls from the doorstep before I can take a look around. A dark silhouette leans against the door. First, my heart does a mad back flip in my chest, eager to leave the safety of my ribcage, but it slumps in defeat as soon as I take a closer look at the person standing in my doorway. The figure isn’t tall enough to be Anakin, and his posture is different. “Obi-Wan,” I breathe out, disappointment a scorching fire in my chest. “What are you doing here?” He walks in, his clear eyes never leaving my face. Even though his expression is guarded and calm, I can see that something is seething beneath the surface. “I’ve come to take Utuug,” he answers, motioning with his head to the Jedi, who’s sleeping peacefully now. “He contacted us few days ago,” Obi-Wan adds, intercepting my uncomprehending stare. “He told us about you.” I bite my lip and avert my eyes. Obi-Wan approaches the bed, his greying hair scintillating marginally under the moon light. He’s being careful not to wake Kaya, whose soft snores echo gently in the dark room. That’s who he is – always careful, always thoughtful, always selfless – a perfect Jedi and a good friend. He didn’t even change much in the past five years. Perhaps, only, there is sadness hidden deep in his grey eyes, and the creases on his forehead are more prominent now. “Utuug,” he calls gently, shaking his shoulder. “We should go.” To my utter surprise, the Jedi’s eyes flutter open at once, as though he hadn’t been sleeping at all. He frowns slightly, then he tries to smile as recognition dawns on his features. “Obi-Wan. Took you long enough.” Obi-Wan cracks a slight smile. “Hello, my friend. Actually, we came soon enough. Anakin piloted the ship as though all Imperial troopers were at our heels.” The Jedi’s eyes flicker to me and then focus back on Obi-Wan again. “Skywalker and his piloting skills,” he chuckles. “Are you still alive?” “More alive than you are.” Utuug groans. “And now be still,” Obi-Wan commands. “I’m not good at the healing techniques, but, somehow we need to get you out of here.” *** Obi-Wan carries the Jedi downstairs. I follow them as he walks through the store, which looks ominous and dead in the shadows, bathed in eerie, silver light. It’s cold outside. The wind wraps itself around my body, twisting and chilling me to the bones. The snow continues to drop upon us, finding its way into my collar, resting on my shoulders. There is a vehicle standing in front of the store. Very gently, Obi-Wan lowers Utuug onto the backseat and stands aside. Swallowing a lump, I move closer, intent to say goodbye to the stranger whose arrival turned my life upside down. He lies still, pale-faced and gaunt, but his eyes are clear and penetrating, shining with emotion I can’t comprehend. The snow whirls around him, resting in his beard, in his long hair, on his wounded chest. I don’t know where to begin. “Utuug,” I finally stutter. He interrupts me. “Thank you,” he says quietly, and his voice is scorching with gratitude and sincerity so much I can nearly feel the warmth of it. “Thank you, Padmé. You’re a wonderful and beautiful person. Never forget it.” The snow hurls into my face, the wind whips my hair, and I stay silent, locked into the intensity of his gaze. “Thanks,” I whisper, my voice lost to the howling wind. “May the Force be with you.” He smiles faintly. “With you too.” A cold hand touches my shoulder so hesitantly I barely feel it. It belongs to Obi-Wan. “Padmé,” he says quietly, his face red from cold and his skin weather-beaten. “There is something I need to ask.” My breath instantaneously cold in my throat, much colder than the icy wind, I wait for his question. His face is inscrutable, yet I can see pain deep within his grey eyes. “Why?” he gasps, the fog of his breath lost to the ever increasing snow storm. There is no need to clarify – I understand what he means. As I scrutinise him, the snow whirling around us, more memories from the past life flood into my brain… The excruciating, unstoppable pain I experienced after Anakin had left after our fateful conversation… Numb, trance-like state the morning after… The horrifying image of a cloud of smoke, rising agonisingly slowly above the Jedi Temple, burns my eyes as viciously as it did five years ago. The nauseating lump of worry is still there in my throat as on the day when I watched the Temple burn from the clones’ attack, unaware whether Anakin was still alive or not. It was then, at that exact moment, when Palpatine – horribly mutilated but full of gloating mirth – entered my apartment, his guards by his side. The fog of numbness in my brain prevented me from registering what he was saying, and human memories fade. I only saw his disfigured visage, stretched into a sinister sneer – the most horrifying face anyone had ever seen. It would have been better if he were furious, or if he laughed his evil laughter of madness. But that unnaturally white mask, those horrible, yellow eyes, that aggravating smile – it was as if the evil personally materialised before me in its wicked purity. And then… pain came. Pain beyond any endurance, pain worse than anyone in this universe had ever suffered. I writhed in agony, all rational thoughts having left my mind, my eyes vaguely perceiving cold, violet streaks of lighting coming from Palpatine’s long, spider-like fingers. I was hit by the Sith Lighting – the terrible weapon granted to those who had mastered the Dark Side of the Force. But I realised that only months later, when I had time to muse over the events of those dark days. I couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe, couldn’t scream. Still, there was one thought that whirled in my fading consciousness, like a beam of golden light midst the grey fog. Anakin… Anakin… Anakin. I needed him, I wanted for him to come and rescue me. I hoped he would come, that he would feel the pain I was in. In that moment, I realised how wrong I had been, how much I needed him, how much I loved him. But it was too late. Anakin didn’t come to save me. Because I’d hurt him too much. Because he didn’t love me any longer. Palpatine’s laughter, seething with evil delight, was the last thing I heard before the darkness overtook me only to release one year later. All this swirls through my head as I gaze at Obi-Wan, my mouth slightly open. He waits patiently, tiny ice crystals scintillating in his beard. “I’d hurt him, Obi-Wan,” I whisper at last. The snow melts into my collar, frigid water running down my body. “He left… and didn’t come back when I needed him.” My voice breaks and I shudder, but it has nothing to do with the melted snow under my clothes. I know that I’m being infantile, but I can’t help it. “He didn’t save me from Palpatine. He let that… snake cripple me.” Obi-Wan’s gaze is harsh yet there is a flicker of compassion to his grey eyes. The moons’ silver light makes him look nearly surreal, like a creature from the many holos I’d read in my long years of solitude. I bite my lip, – the skin is dry – my eyes sweeping unconsciously over my hoverchair, its buzzing indistinguishable in the howling storm. Palpatine had chosen a perfect moment to strike at me, fully aware that Anakin and the other Jedi were attacked in the Temple, fighting for their dear life. There was no way that Anakin could sense that I was in danger, let alone come and rescue me. “He did come.” Obi-Wan’s quiet voice pierces through the moans of the wind like a sharp blade. Uncomprehending, I look up, my brow furrowed in confusion. A slight smile graces Obi-Wan’s features, bringing even more sadness to them. “Anakin came to your rescue when Palpatine attacked you,” he answers my unspoken question. “That’s why you’re still alive – more lighting would have killed you.” “But- “ The wind hurls more snow upon us, the dancing and reeling snow flakes covering the dark indigo sky. The sight is magnificent – the eerie quietness, the silver light, the falling snow – but both Obi-Wan and I are oblivious to it, lost in the memories of the past. There are so many questions that need to be answered, many mysteries to be revealed, and many misunderstandings to be cleared. Obi-Wan sighs. “These had been dark times, Padmé,” he begins cautiously. “On the evening of the day when Anakin had been expelled from the Order, he spent the night in my quarters. The next morning he went to see Chancellor Palpatine. I guess he needed his guidance more than ever.” He pauses briefly, not looking at me. “Palpatine revealed himself.” Obi-Wan’s face is dark and his voice is dead as he continues with his tale, carefully avoiding looking at me. “Four Jedi Masters went to arrest Sidious. None of them returned. Anakin and I waited for them in the Council Chambers. “ Almost against his will, Obi-Wan glances at me briefly, his gaze clear and piercing. “He was confused and torn, Padmé. If it weren’t for me, he would probably have gone there, and- “ He leaves the rest of the sentence hanging, but I understand. “And then, the Force shifted suddenly – it choked us, and the darkness in it was nearly palpable. It was then when the battalion of the clone troopers attacked the Temple, executing Order 66. It was quick, unexpected and lethal. There was blood everywhere, and the air was filled with smoke and the Force’s screams of pain. Anakin’s first impulse was to save the younglings – he always had a certain affection for them. We hid them in the Council Chambers, one of the most secure locations in the Temple.” Obi-Wan pauses, gazing unseeingly at the snow, which continues to fall, whirling and tossing in the wind. His face is grim when he finally looks down at me again. The cold wraps its frigid arms around me, as though trying to put me into cage – either to punish or to protect, I don’t know. “And then… something seemed to pass over Anakin,” he says quietly. “He suddenly stopped dead in his tracks, pressing his temples as though he wanted to crush his skull. He stayed like this, ignoring the blaster beams that cut the air everywhere. Before I could understand what had happened, he shot me that you were in danger and rushed to help you.” My breath is choking me as I fight to form the words. “But I didn’t see him.” There is a hint of a plea in my voice – a plea that my anger with Anakin is justified, that I am not the only one to blame. Obi-Wan shakes his head, his face twisted into a grimace of pain so intense that I can feel its waves engulf me. “You were already unconscious when Anakin burst in. There was a fight.” The Jedi Master looks down, the snow beneath his feet having lost its stunningly white colour – it is mingled with dirt. When he speaks again, his voice is bitter and dead. “Anakin fell.” I blink – a completely superfluous gesture. “He- ?” “Sidious was too strong for the Chosen One. Anakin fell out of your window and survived only by a miracle. He was injured… seriously injured. The healers had to put him into a healing trance which lasted much, much longer than it normally does. When he woke up many days later, he found out that you were dead.” I purse my lips, watching the snow drop upon the town. There are no colours around me – only the ghostly, pure white, shimmering under the moonlight. “He probably hates me now.” My voice trembles with my pain and I carefully avoid looking at Obi-Wan. The snow-covered street is much safer to look at. The white beguiles, hiding all the filth and dirt underneath, making everything seem surreal, idyllic. The town is unnaturally quiet – no traffic noises, no rustling of the forest, no singing of the birds – and dead. Like me. Obi-Wan’s voice is very gentle as he speaks to me, his soft baritone covering the moans of the wind. “No,” he says, and I can feel a slight smile to his voice. “He could never hate you. He loves you too much to ever hate you, Padmé.” I squeeze my eyes shut as they ache from the icy wind. Or, there might be a different reason for the ache in my eyes – reason I don’t want to think about. “But he left today. He was so cold, so distant… ” The next moment, there is a heavy weight on my shoulder, but it is not a bother – on the contrary, it feels soothing. It is Obi-Wan’s hand. “Give him time, Padmé,” he says fatherly. “It is as hard for him as it is for you. He will come around. “ I open my eyes, and first all I see is a smear of white and dark indigo. But then my vision gets clearer and I can make out the snow, and the skies – the same skies that Anakin loves walking in, the same snow that swallowed him this morning. “I’m sorry,” I murmur so softly that Obi-Wan might miss it. “I’m so sorry.” But he hears me. “Don’t be sorry,” he contradicts me, his voice a gust of warm breeze in the icy storm. “You were scared and confused. We all were. Everything that happened is just some sick, horrible chain of misunderstandings.” “Obi-Wan, tell Anakin that- “ I begin, but he interrupts me. “I’m not telling him anything,” he says sharply, kneeling before me and taking both my hands in his. “You can explain everything yourself.” I frown. “But what if he doesn’t come back?” A ghost of smile touches his features that are red with cold. “He will. And if he doesn’t, I’m sure that you will search the whole galaxy until you’ve found him. I know you, Padmé. You never stop until you’ve reached your goal. You haven’t changed no matter what you think. “ I open my mouth to protest, but he holds his hand, stopping me. “The looks fool,” he exclaims, gesturing with his hand at my hoverchair, at my aged face. “That’s the first lesson we learn as Jedi. You’re still the same Padmé that Anakin Skywalker fell in love with, and he knows that. You should learn that as well.” He stands up, not tearing his gaze from mine. “We have to go, Padmé,” he says kindly, jerking his head to the speeder. “It’s dangerous for us to linger here.” I understand that he doesn’t mean only himself and Utuug by ‘we’. I can only nod vaguely, too weak to speak. Obi-Wan gives me one last smile and turns away from me, climbing into the vehicle. Anakin is nowhere around… My guess is that he’s on the ship, checking the engines, eager to pilot it… “Obi-Wan, you know that I love you,” I blurt out suddenly. Dazzled, he whirls around, his eyebrows raised in surprise. “Thank you,” I add sincerely, feeling myself blush Obi-Wan chuckles. “Never let Anakin hear that,” he says lightly. “And you’re most welcome.” I smile and raise my hand in a gesture of farewell. Obi-Wan’s sharp profile is a dark shape in the ghostly light as he starts the engines. The speeder takes off and, with an eerie roar, disappears in the whirling snow. The storm continues raging, covering all traces that Obi-Wan and… Anakin have been here. It could as well have been just another dream, another plea of my subconscious. The snow flakes hit my face, inviting me to join in their game of joy – reeling and tossing and changing white shapes against the dark sky. The weight in my stomach seems to lessen fractionally and my hole seems to get smaller as I watch them, listening to the beautiful, drawn-out howling of the wind. PS: I apologize in advance if anyone who requested a PM didn't get it - my wireless connection decided to play jokes on me. -----signature----- Currently chased away from the boards by the Writers' Block Cage of Lies - post RotS A/P - Padme is presumed to be dead http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/25632570/p1/ HELP!!!Where is my muse?
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Star_Angel Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 12/18/06 1:59pm Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	See, now I’m crying, this was so heartbreakingly sad yet beautiful and of course amazingly written. And I have to say it, what a mess. I know that Obi-Wan was right when he said that Padmé hadn’t change, no matter how much it sometimes feels like she have. I hope that Anakin will come back to find her so that they can talk. Thanks for the pm. -----signature----- “It’s not our abilities that shows us what we truly are, it is our choices” – Albus Dumbledor (CoS) <- fanfics/fanart + a funny video in bio SWEDEN HOCKEY forever
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queenberuthiel Registered: Oct '05	Date Posted: 12/18/06 2:20pm Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12 - Date Edited: 12/18/06 2:29pm (1 edits total) Edited By: queenberuthiel
	Sis, this was beautiful! I love how Obi-Wan tells Padme that she is still Padme even though she pretends she isn't. So wonderful. Thanks for the PM. I forgot to wish you a Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas. -----signature----- Ninja wanna be. Also fear my awesome Avatar powers.
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Erised_Star Registered: Apr '06	Date Posted: 12/18/06 2:33pm Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	What a wonderful chapter I'm finally seeing some hope for Padmé and her family, and I mean Anakin and the children. Hopefully things will get better from now on, if only Anakin comes back to her soon! Thanks for the pm! Happy holidays -----signature----- All that was good within him came from her. Moments like this reminded him that her joy, and not the Chosen One's destiny, was his life's work. All else was an illusion. - Anakin thinking about Padmé (Shawn30) Anakin & Padme 4ever
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Kelli_LB Registered: Jun '06	Date Posted: 12/18/06 3:01pm Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	I know you, Padmé. You never stop until you’ve reached your goal. You haven’t changed no matter what you think. “ I open my mouth to protest, but he holds his hand, stopping me. “The looks fool,” he exclaims, gesturing with his hand at my hoverchair, at my aged face. “That’s the first lesson we learn as Jedi. You’re still the same Padmé that Anakin Skywalker fell in love with, and he knows that. You should learn that as well.” This chapter was so heartbreaking, but so incredibly beautiful as well. I can't wait to find out what happens next, I hope Anakin comes back soon. -----signature----- Winner of the 2007 Saga Fanfic Awards for Best Villain. The Legacy: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/248894 "I'm babbling on about galactic prostitution...and that's not why you're here! You're here for battle." --The Knudson Menace
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michaellover Registered: May '05	Date Posted: 12/18/06 3:43pm Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	well, as always, Obi is the voice of reason, let's just hope Ani hears it!!! -----signature----- Vicki: I'm busting your chops for talking about demons and I was out hunting a vampire Henry: I'm gonna let you in on a little secret. Okay? Vicki: You believe in vampires Henry: I am a vampire.
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Kitten Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 12/18/06 6:19pm Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	What a heartbreaking chapter. It seems that there were just a lot of misunderstandings. Hopefully, Anakin will come back so that everything can be worked out.
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HandmaidenVeme Registered: Jun '04	Date Posted: 12/18/06 11:16pm Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	A wonderful update! I could hug Obi-wan!!! -----signature----- Angel #1 the "Mischievous" one "Anakin Skywalker's Towel Girl" Team Edward!
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jedilegolas Registered: Oct '06	Date Posted: 12/19/06 12:04am Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	what a beautifully written chapter I'm glad that Obi-wan told Padme the whole sequence of events that she was unaware occured. I think perhaps Anakin and Padme need to have a little chat Thank you for the PM! and Happy Holidays!
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Jedi_Master_Cazz Registered: Sep '05	Date Posted: 12/19/06 4:46am Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	Oh that was perfect! Go Padme! Go after him! Whats to stop you??? Cheers_Cazza -----signature----- "That shield is certainly putting a crimp in my day!" - Obi-wan. "Does this happen to you often?" - Snips. "Everywhere I go!" - Skyguy. --- Proud Padawan to Master VaderLV64!
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KELIA Title: Fan Fiction Moderator Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 12/19/06 8:38am Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	I'm am so relieved Anakin saved Padme from Palpatine's attack. It's too bad she didn't know it though. Loved how Obi-Wan took the time to explain it to her and encourage her to go to Anakin somehow. I hope she does. Very nice update -----signature----- "Do or do not, there is no try." Master Yoda A Light In The Darkness: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28150602/p1/?8 Undue Circumstances: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28530583/p1/?10
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WANNA-BE-JEDI-KNIGHT Title: Activities Coordinator, Maryland FanForce Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 12/19/06 8:55am Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	lots of misunderstandings indeed! -----signature----- "As you enter this life, I pray you depart with a wrinkled face and a brand new heart." -- U2 "You are in my very soul, tormenting me." -- Anakin
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randomangel22 Registered: Feb '06	Date Posted: 12/19/06 11:54am Subject: RE: Cage of Lies -- A/P, five years post RotS, major AU -- Padme is presumed dead -- Ch.5 UP!! 18.12
	So we finally found out the back story of how Padme came to be what she became . And I guess Anakin's anger is justified as I reread the update before this one, I mean I would be kinda mad too if someone I loved just told me it was over and that everything was my fault . But I'm curious to see how this all plays out and if Anakin will talk to Padme but knowing them I know they will eventually (with a little knudge ). I don't think I've told you (maybe I did) but I absolutely love this story as its very refreshing !! -----signature----- I think the worst time to have a heart attack is during a game of charades...or a game of fake heart attack. --Demetri Martin Yeah that would suck now wouldn't it?
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