This is set 1000 years after the death of Anakin Skywalker. Read and Review!
Chapter One: The Two Statues
"Nobody, I think, ought to read poetry, or look at pictures or statues, who cannot find a great deal more in them than the poet or artist has actually expressed. Their highest merit is suggestiveness"- Nathaniel Hawthorne
I ran. I darted around people, I raced down the corridors and the shouts of my pursuers finally died. I had lost them, but then again I had no idea in which part of the temple I was even in now. I was lost. I looked around and to my astonishment stood two stone statues. They stood between two stone pillars but they dominated their surroundings. It was obvious that they had been made in memory and likeness to who they were suppost to resemble. One stood ever so slightly taller and had a slighter, slimmer build and a face framed by messy wavy hair. His face was indeed very handsome full lips, high cheek bones and stormy eyes which through one ran a long, straight scar. The shorter one had a slightly thicker build and was less handsome with thin lips but kindly eyes that were complete with a small beard and smoothed out hair.
I went closer seeing there was a small scripture beneath them, kneeling down in front of the tool one I started to read;
Anakin Skywalker was born of a prophecy and so called to some "The Chosen One". Being taken away from his mother at a young age and then asked to give up attachments was difficult for him so he secretly rebelled and wedded Padme Amidala from Naboo whom he had two children with. In a vision he saw his beloved wife die in childbirth, setting out to stop this he turned to the dark side and was thus became Darth Vader. He was ultimately not strong enough to save his wife. Twenty years later his son Luke turned him back to the light side. He died as Anakin Skywalker.
The shorter statue read:
Obi Wan Kenobi was Anakin Skywalker's master he was also a member of the Jedi Council. When Padme, Anakin's wife gave birth to twins he took the son, Luke, away as Anakin was no-more and Darth Vader had risen. He watched over the boy for about twenty years on the desert world of Tatooine, as fate would have it he died at the hands of his former apprentice, Darth Vader.
I shut my eyes and asked myself who I was. I am Aliya Skywalker
