The Widow Skywalker-- (post ROTJ AU staring Luke & Padme) Author's Note, 5/24/05!

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Whoa....... I just found this fic and it's incredible!!!
More soon please?

Anna

 

Heeeeere postie postie postie.

Heeeeere postie postie postie.

Heeeeere postie postie postie.

Heeeeere postie postie postie.

Nuts...have to try again later...

 

*poochie lip* Please mum...I need some more!

 

good morning! wake UP

 

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^_^ uppy time

 

gets down on knees and begs I need a post pretty please? face_hopeful soon I hope,




























please comeback and post even if it's a short one.

 

hmm a new post hopefully tonight?

 

I can't thank you guys enough for putting up with me.

*passes out tones of candy and plushie Vader/Anakins to everyone, especially Whiskey, t65flyer, Jedi Falcon, and Lady Z*

I'm sure you don't want me to blabber any more.


Here we go.....







"Do you know the Widow Skywalker?"
So strange it was to say the name in connection with someone else. All his life, Luke had been the only Skywalker, a name somehow daring and flashy amidst the sand. 'Owen Lars' was a thick name, too heavy to rise off the ground, and 'Beru' was the native word for tourmaline, a precious green-pink stone. His Aunt was a lot like that, hidden away from prying eyes but still was something strange and wonderful glittering under the body she wore like an old, comfortable robe. Skywalker-- he remembered learning to write it in school, so long and hopelessly complicated. The word made him think of flying, as if he could walk off a cliff and just continue on his way as though there was a bridge beneath him and not just fickle, quicksilver air.


"There is another Skywalker," Yoda had said, but Leia was an Organa-- memories of mother patched up with the kindness of her foster father. Anakin Skywalker was dead.


For a moment, the woman's eyes seemed to vanish, becoming instead two inverted black crescents, the wings of some bird of prey.
He started to say again, "Do you know the Widow-"
"I heard you the first time," she replied, not angry, just factual. She opened her eyes, which were yellow-green like a feline, or that monster in the cave you glimpse but never really see. She turned away from him only slightly, seating her lean form on a crate. "There's the well just down the way a bit," she said, gesturing towards a nerby jar with one long, claw-like parchment hand. Her eyes met his and her pupils seemed almost triangular, "Do a favor for a tired peddler?"
"Yes, Ma'am," Luke reached for the jar without thinking. She could get it very well by herself-- he knew, but this was an exchange. His un-needed kindness for her words. He tried and failed not to jog towards the well like an eager little boy; it seemed to him for a moment that he was back on Tatooine running small errands for Beru, always pretending he was a starship or a winged beast as he hurried over the dunes. Then, with his head bowed a little, he returned the jar to the woman's hands, watching as she noted his single, black-gloved hand with interest.


Wordlessly, she poured the water into two bowls that were only mildly clean and motioned for him to take a seat.
"I'm Deip," she muttered half into the water. Tipping the bowl to his lips, Luke tasted cool liquid and just a hint of coppery dirt.
"Luke," he said his first name and took a quick breath in, to force the family title back down his throat. Deip made the shape of his name with her lips, her eyes distant as if casting back, looking for information.
"Where you from?" She rested the dish in her lap.
"Tatooine."
Curt; "Never heard of it."
"It's on the outer rim." He asked with polite interest, "Where are you from?"
"Almak." Said with a quick, flick of the tongue that might be elegant on someone else.
"Never heard of that, either," he said.
"It' on the outer rim," she rased an eyebrow, and they both laughed a little, pretending it was a joke. This time, they sipped in perfect unison, measuring each other. There was a long pause, in which the hum and jabber of the market place was almost unbearable. "There's a gate on the east side of the city."
He made no comment on this.
"Take that gate-- turn off the main road just after you reach the old plantation. It's just the foundation and the fence now." Deip paused for a breath, twining her finger in one of her thick, loose curls. "You'll go on the off road for a while, then you'll see a big farmhouse. Keep going. She lives up against the canyon... if you reach the dry lake bed, you've gone too far."
For a moment, Luke imagined Han was with him, straddling an vacant crate with all

 

This is such a brilliant fic.... My eyes are just glued to the screen with each post. Keep going!

Anna

 

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! No!!!!!!! You CAN'T leave it THERE!!!

Dana

 

[face_shocked]

NO!!!! Please, please don't leave it there

Oh you're so mean

More soon!

 

Oh! A post! And a long one!

I'm so glad to have more of this story to read!

Ah, I do like Diep.

Very interesting interactions with Vader on both Luke and Leia's part, as well. I can very much see them happening.

And...

You stopped it THERE?!?!?!

< lays out chocolate and hides in the shadows, waiting... >

 

ahhhhhhhhhhh you can't leave it there.

Great post by the way

more soon please this is readers torchure.

 

Your descriptions are just so beautiful! I can't help but imagine myself riding along in the speeder with Luke and Artoo. I especially love the flashbacks: so vivid!

I also agree, though, that you can't stop there. I know you are busy, but please, please, please don't keep us waiting too long.

inez

 

I wasn't sure at first that was Luke remembering something from Leia's mind but then I got it. I always wondered why Vader never noticed Leia's resemblence to her mother. It was nice that you put that in there. But you have to post more soon. I'm not good at hanging off of cliffs.

 

You can't have stopped it there!!!!

UP UP UP!!!

JS

 

*blinks as if walking into a room full of bright light*

Wow.. long time no post! Good to see it being continude...

 

No one's mentioned it yet, so I will. I loved that line when Vader said Luke was Padme's son as well as his own, and that he really *looked* at Luke for once. It was really great! And we can really tell Vader was hurting to, even though he's wonderfully portrayed as a monster. Well done and let's have more!

Caslia

 

*sigh* so nice to see a post. Luke is acting just like an excited kid. I know he is excited too. Nice flashback about Vader and Leia.

 

I said to Vader, to Father, that I was not and never would be the willing subject of a man who ruled only through terror and brutality. He stopped, right there in the hallway, so mechanically perfect. I think we were halfway to the shuttle, but he turned and really *looked* at me through that mask and said, 'You are your mother's son, as well as my own'.

Wonderful quote!

Your descriptions are excellent. Nice attention to detail. You also do a good job getting into Luke's head. He's very realistic.

Anyway, I'm on the edge of my seat. Please, don't make us wait too long for the next post!

~*Senoj*~

 

more!

I need more and soon!

 

I forgot to mention earlier, Meredith, that I also love your attention to detail. That line about "There is another Skywalker", but Leia was an Organa gave me chills.

It's amazing to me how some people can take a simple, innocuous quote such as that and give it a whole new meaning.

inez