Altar

A body lay on the altar before my eyes. It was a body of a girl-a teenage girl- by the name of Ahsoka Tano. Her purpose clear, and her mind set she was ready for her nearing fate. Laying on a gory altar, worn from sacrifice she readied herself for her impending destiny.

Her permanent destiny.

"You deserve to be sacrificed on the finest fabric and gold…"

I must sacrifice to- for the tribe to the gods. It is the only way to gain protection and tribal stability. A wish, I had cast aside.

"So what if the tribe is stable, and if we suffer no attack, I feel the recoiling pain my actions."

I hadn't killed her yet and she was in a state of conscious trauma. Her blue eyes full of fear, grit, commitment and blankness. She store into space, and I met her gaze to study her closer than I ever have.

Her blue eyes were large and attractive. The black core like a vortex sucking me in and making me lose myself. They also made me daydream.

I looked at her lips.

They were perfect, and coated in black lipstick. Full and correct. They were curved into a smile. Her eyes were beautiful and outlined with black makeup.

Her nose placed perfectly on her face. I admit she has a cute nose, smile, eyes, grin, laugh, and facial marking. I admit I'm head over heels for Ahsoka. I readied myself for what would happen soon.

She noticed my staring and she began to study my face, also.

My hands tightened over the cursed blade. I cut myself with the sharp end of the blade.

"I'd rather feel that kind of pain, than lose you..."

I brang the blade over my head, just as I could feel the tears falling onto my cheeks. I was showing weakness, a man never cried, in front of others, men weren't supposed to cry so openly.

Ahsoka looked at me dreamily in her trance, "Do it Ringo, for our tribe, Ringo. I beg you."

I didn't wish to, but I had to do it for my people. I had to be the selfless leader.

She was frightened I could tell by the tightness of the impending hugs. I could taste it in the air. This moment was very suspenseful. She waited for the blade. Waited for her blessings, searched my eyes and braced herself, ready to face the spirit lore.

"Are you ready?"

She nodded.

"Alas Ahsoka, may the gods worship your beauty, and make you a goddess." I remarked

She accepted my hug blushing, "Do It." and I hugged her while kissing her.

As I kissed her I refused to let her die slowly so I did it just fast enough so that she would feel less pain as she joined the spirit world, lore of eternal rest.

A gasp escaped her lips," I...Love...You."

I replied," Forever and Always, my sweet. "

Ahsoka smiled as she closed her eyes as I pulled away. Tears spilled out of my eyes as I withdrew the knife from her body. I store upon her face forcing a smile.

I mourned her death, as I cried looking up into the stars. Eventually I looked down to see Ahsoka eyes closed, looking peaceful and smiling. I started to walk towards the city carrying her. Wishing that I could wish on a shooting star to bring her back and resolve tribal conflict too.

Then again every one wishes for world peace.

As I walked barefoot, on the land I cradled Ahsoka close keeping her warm during her eternal slumber. I sang to her waiting for her life to entirely ebb. A song that would sooth even the dead to sleep.

Next chapter will be a happy ending.