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Anakin has always related even the most trivial things to colors or feelings, it's easy really: Once upon a time, 'red' had been as the dunes of Tatooine. Now it was as the blood of the martyrs. Drabble.
He remembers that back when he was younger:
Red
Red was the color of the heat, the sun.
Black
Black was what people wore as to not feel heat.
Heat, warm?
Warm were his mother's hugs.
The wind felt as if it was- screaming.
Cheers
Was what Qui-Gon had told him when he won the race.
- Scream -
Was what the Force had done when Qui-Gon died and Obi Wan almost touched the Dark Side.
Laugh
It's what he does when he is with Padme.
Hope
What is this idiocy that I'm doing right now? Why doesn't it feel right? But if it's the only way Padme can be saved...
Laugh
It's a luxury he doesn't have anymore.
He is the joke now
Warm -
Why are you so cold, Padme?
Was it worth it? Is the murmur that his mind asks.
Murmurs. The faceless voices are ever-present.
Leavemealone
Red
Red as blood.
Black
Black as the dark side of the force.
Sreams
The voices of the younglings wouldn't shut up.
Not in his mind.
Leavemealone. Leavemealone. Leavemealone. Leavemealone.
Don't.
I don't want to be alone anymore…
Laugh
Why don't you laugh Padme? Why are you so still?
Answer.
It's an order!
…I beg you.
Cry
Am I allowed to cry even with this mask?
Faith
It's what the Galaxy needs.
Revenge
Maybe you could have prevented all of this from happening, Master. Yet you didn't.
Cry
Did I make you cry too, master?
Hope
Luke.
Because maybe, just maybe, this world is not as hopeless as I had thought.
Faith
In that you won't make the same mistakes that I have.
Love
Because maybe, just maybe, it would have been enough.