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Amongst the charred and soiled ruins of the Tatooine home that was previously owned by one "Ben Kenobi", lies a great and deadly secret. A dark secret so bold and terrifying that it would make any smuggler's bones chill, yet at the same time, a sight so endearing and amazing that it would melt the heart of a stone soul.
Beneath the molding and tattered floor of the dust-sodden house lies a very precious 'jewel'. A jewel so very precious that it forever takes on the form of a woman. An angel.
If one person was to look approximentally ten feet under the old Ben Kenobi residence, they would find an extravagant room with almost-endless beauty.
Adorning the heavily-built walls is the finest of Nexu furs, a fur coat so very rare that any respected person in society would willingly kill to possess of it.
Spaced almost five solid inches apart from one another on the wall are pictures honoring the short life of a long departed Queen and Senator from the planet of Naboo.
Gracing the very middle of the beautiful room lies a secret that two siblings would gladly die to know. A body. Placed gently and lovingly into a silver and metal-based casket is simply a body of a woman ; a body that, despite the twenty-eight solid and long years it has lain there, remains looking the same it did as when it's occupant was still living and breathing the air.
A true angel is buried in this room that is clearly made for royalty.
Dressed in a gown made of the finest Nubian silks, the woman's body looks as if it were a deep and enchanting lake, with the rich colors of the blue dressings on the body. Chestnut colored curls softly make their way down an oval-shaped face, finally ending their breathtaking spiral just at the edge of the body's neckline.
Her petite feet are completely bare as a sign of respect that was very common of her homeworld. In order to walk freely and without a care in the afterlife, one must be bare-footed, just as they were while entering this galaxy.
The woman's delicate hands are forever wrapped around a piece of the rare wood, Japor Snippet ; a piece which has been carved by the hands of affection by a small yet gifted child. The long, slender fingers that gently caress the japor snippet in death are undeniably pale, something that they weren't during their life.
One thing rests on the fourth finger of it's lady's left hand that never was apparant during their lady's life. An emerald encrested diamond floats seemingly-effortlessly on a thin silver band - an unspoken token of one secret and passionate love that was destined to last forever. A love so gentle and pure was never meant to end up being so broken.
The last spectrum to behold is, perphaps, the most beautiful and forgiving thing the galazy had ever laid eyes on. A perfectly-constructed face the color of sane is the scene here, with Nubian Treunia flowers framing the peaceful looking face. Hish cheekbones are evident, as are the perfectly-straight teeth that will be forever hidden from view by their soft rose-colored lips.
Finally, thin eyelids cover the most beautiful brown eyes that the galaxy has only seen in two people - both being young and gorgeous royals. The brown eyes could tell so very much, just by one quick glance at their lifeless form. They tell an unspoken story of love, of bravery, and most importantly, hope in a new world, created by two precious lifeforms that the lady loved dearly.
Two lifeforms that have grown to conquer their father's demons, once and for all, and are still very unaware that their mother's body that they have searched endlessly for for so long, is right where their saga began... They never will find her.
Padme Amidala Naberrie Skywalker is in her eternal sleep, and sleep she shall... forever and ever and ever...