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

Hello all! Thanks for bothering to take a look at my dinky new thread. I seem to have accumulated a lot of them. Oh.. dear...

Now, since my darling muse Carol is currently AWOL-- probably drunk n Las Vegas, drooling over an Elvis impersonator-- I've dredged this up from my hard drive in an attempt to get myself jump started. I only have a vague idea of where this is going-- so feedback is very welcome!


-Meredith

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The Widow Skywalker
by Meredith Bronwen Mallory
mallorys-girl@cinci.rr.com
http://www.demando.net
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"... and no Ma'am, I'm sorry, but we seem to be out. I understand completely, yes, but I still can't help you. If you can wait a week, Widow Skywalker may bring some to town with her."

There was every chance he'd misheard it, Luke rationalized. It had only been a disembodied voice, after all, heard through the din of the market place. The young man cursed inwardly; those words, so surreal and out of place, had thrust him forcably into uncertainty. He had paused there, in the middle of the market, his heart, lungs-- indeed, the whole of him-- stilled. There awakened then old dreams, the dreams of a child without mother or father, longing for answers more detailed than the ones given by his aunt and uncle. Insanely, he'd wondered whether or not he'd stepped into one of those dreams. It was wishful enough, the idea of finding his mother by mere chance. By the time he managed to process the words, the scope of that sentence, he was unable to locate their speaker.
Was he only to have a glimpse, and then be turned away?

The Jedi, the only Jedi, paced back and forth restlessly in his hotel room. Coming to the wall, he turned went back the way he came, until he met with the other end of the room. So much for calm, he though dispairagingly. He tried, without success, to employ the Jedi calming technique, but each time it was shattered by the fragments of thoughts he hadn't allowed to form. Images tried to crystalize, built on those slight moments of rememberance that would sometimes strike his sister. Six times since the Battle of Endor, she had come to him-- sometimes in the middle of the night-- her eyes alive with something she'd thought lost.
"I remembered something," she'd say, and he would open the door to let her in. Never once did he prompt her or ask her what she meant. There were times she would sit on his couch for perhaps a full ten minutes before she could even begin to articulate what she'd discovered. In the end, her words for it were as simple and unexpected as the way she remembered in the first place.
Eating lamplight fruit for what she thought was the first time, Leia remembered another occassion. "The tree was so tall, and Mother held me up to reach them," she said, swallowing as if she could still taste it.
Then, in the market place, she'd seen a woman with a gold circlet in her hair. "Mother wore her hair like that sometimes. It was a dark brown and long-- it went down past her knees. I used to play with the end of her braids." This was said softly, and Luke could see in her face a type of wonder, as if Leia couldn't quite believe it herself.

Other times they were simply images, and Leia would wait while he brought something from the kitchen. Then they would sit together, on the couch, and their hands (even his mechanical one) would reach out and hold tightly. As vocal as Leia was concerning her unwillingness to train, those where the times she reached out through the Force. "I want you to see," she'd said, turning away her candid brown eyes, "and I couldn't bring it across right unless I show you this way." And she would share the images, so that he too might own them, though it broke his heart that he'd never had them in the first place.

Luke

 

This is a good story. Poor Luke I really feel sorry for him. I hope you continue it.

 

I. Am. Hooked.


More more more!!!

Leia is so stubborn...*snort*. ::holds on to Lukie::

 

I am also hooked.

 

Whee! Two posts in one day! I am enriched...

As always your imagery is superb. You really brought across that the lack of memory can be more than haunting, too.

More, please? Soon?

 

A Lukie/Padmé? Just what I need right now! I loved the way Luke described his relationship with Leia, and how he sees her conflict. Awesome beginning, I hope to see more soon!


*SB*

 

Aprilise- Thanks for the feedback! I'm glad you like my Luke.

Emilie- *grins* Leia is stubborn, isn't she? I'm so glad you're interested.

Jedi_Liz- Yeah!

Chaos_Rose- I'm glad the memories came across right-- I was worried about that.

SB- Yeah, you're here too!


Now... we need LIFT!
-Meredith

 

Okay, I've GOT to have MOOOOOOOOORRRRREEEE!!!!!!!!!!!

Dana

 

LIFT, LIFT!!!!




*levitates thread*

I'd ask you for more, but there's a little green man with a big stick chasing me down...

 

And please, call me Emmi.

 

*takes the bait* Okay, you got me. When's this next post?

 

Beautiful writing. You do have a way with imaginary. Luke seemed so real.

 

*rocking back and forth, tapping fingers together like Montgomery Burns, chanting madly like Golom in LOTR* More, more, more more, more, more . . .

Seriously, though, stories about Luke and Leia meeting their mother have always intrigued me.

Dana

 

MORE!!!

 

More please.

 

This is a very interesting story. Keep up the good work and I hope you continue the story.

 

Of course I am hooked. It has Luke and his mom in the title. Will you be continuing "Our Lady of Sigh's?" I hope.

 

you have me hooked

begin an annoying chant. more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more more

 

*speechless*

inez

 

I like. Please continue.

 

DantanaSkywalker- I'm glad you like it! I hope to provide more soon.

Emmi- Thanks for the lift!

Darth_Fruitcake- *reels her master in on the fishing line.* The next post...? I dunno...

RebelMom- Thanks so much! I'm always uncertain when writing Luke.

Princess_Laura-

GhostsBeautifulSong- You have such a pretty screen name!

Mertroid- Thanks so much. [face_grn]

Jedi_Falcon- That chant... Thanks.

inez_the_swampgirl- *shakes Inez's hand* Welcome to the thread!

Enigma_X- Glad you like it!

-Meredith

 

This is excellent! I love the way the old memories are triggered in Leia! And that Luke & Leia are united by the memory of their mother, and divided by that of their father. More, please!

 

Fascinating start! I'll be hanging around for more

 

Hey there! I just stumbled in here. I like this a lot - great start! .... poor Luke! hope he'll get to make some new memories soon!

~Baroness

 

This is positively FABULOUS!!! Definately count me in for the ride. Im an absolute sucker for stories about *The Family* ( ), so it comes as no surprise..........newayz, really a beautiful post. MORE SOON!

::Windstar Out::