Short story. Kinda spur of the moment. I WILL UPDATE TOGTHER AND APART SOON!
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pssttt, rated T just incase.
He is tortured.
Ever since I knew him as a young boy, all I ever saw him go through was hardship. There was always another conflict to overcome for him. All of his life, he has strived so hard for others to be happy.
Why must you be so cruel to such a selfless soul?
During some nights I still hear him whimpering in his sleep from tortured dreams of others suffering. I see him now, so innocent, so untroubled. I know his suffering will begin in due time, for it always comes. It is as inevitable as passing time. You don't want it to come, but when it arrives, you want it to go quickly.
I hate watching him suffer. He is such a strong man, not only physically but mentally and emotionally as well. But as the days pass, I see that strength weather. I fear he has almost none left for himself.
Why must you tear him down?
He has watched countless injustices and still continues to do what he does best. He manages to be a loving husband, and a noble Jedi. He does so much good and yet you enjoy making it seem worthless to him.
You stole his mother and his home. At one point in his life you stole his freedom and yet he as chosen to rise above it all and continue to strive to be what is expected of him. He carries the burden of the Chosen One, supposedly chosen by you.
Do you enjoy challenging his endurance?
I, a politician, would never be able to carry the behemoth of weight on his shoulders, of composure and lies. He makes it seem that he has perfect control. He is trying. I only hope that all the love I can give is the most support. I want to make him see that he can do it all. I don't want to see him fall. He has come too far.
He has been too hurt. He doesn't deserve this treatment.
And yet he receives it from you. You, the mighty Force, you chose him now for once, help him.