Sweet Sorrows
By: Brown-Eyes
Disclaimer: GL owns all the characters.but I would love to own an Obi of my very own!
Summary: The republic has scrum to the empire. Anakin has become Darth Vader. This tells the story of Obi Wan and Padme's last days before darkness and death tares them apart. A very sad Obi/Padme love story.
Thank you to all the reviewers! You guys rock!
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There is no emotion; there is peace.
There is no ignorance; there is knowledge.
There is no passion; there is serenity.
There is no death; there is the Force.
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Ruins Of The Temple at Theed Palace, Naboo
"She looks so perfect..." Obi Wan thought to himself as his brittle fingers stroked her silky cheek. Her skin was clean and smooth now, chestnut ringlets and flowing robes cascading down around it, making her pale skin almost glow. Her lithe body was lying on the marble altar surrounded by sticks intertwined with flowers.
She looked timeless...
Beautiful...
She looked like she was sleeping...
But she couldn't be sleeping...
Pushing down another howl of misery from his whirlpool of tormented, Obi Wan kneeled at the altar become eye level with Padme. Letting his cheek touch her icy one, the Jedi allowed himself to cry once more. Let his milky teardrops roll down both their cheeks as he sobbed for all they had lost.
"I just wanted to love you...not make your life the hell it became." He whispered in-between cries as his ginger beard rubbed up against her soft skin. "But it's over now my love...I promise it's over now..."
Raising his head up from its resting-place, he pressed his lips on her, for one final bittersweet kiss. Breaking the kiss as he stood up, Obi Wan let himself look lovingly once more at Padme's angelic face before he grabbed the burning torch beside him. Turning away from her, he thrust the golden flame onto the mound of wood letting it be engulf...as well as the vacant body of Padme.
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Obi Wan listened to the crackling hisses of the fire as it turned his darling Padme into ash. He couldn't watch it...his heart just wouldn't be able to take it. So Obi Wan kept his eyes firmly shut and tried to block out the infernos rage.
But it wasn't any better with his eyes closed. With every sizzle he could almost see the fire burning Padme's dead flesh, turning her into the dust. Dust just like that of her city...her civilization...her world. So all the he could do was let his tears flow and hope that they would blind him.
Obi Wan was about to let another wail in agony when a Force-user's unmistakable signature washed over him. The sensation was full of strength and power...but also ran deep with a gentle spirit. It could none other than Master Yoda.
"Master..." Obi Wan merely choked out though his sobs as he opened his eyes and turned to face the Jedi. Sinking down beside the little green troll, Obi Wan watched as pain etched into the eyes of the great knight as he gazed at Padme burn. "Master...I..." Obi Wan simply trailed off.
"Great loss this is. Strong and brave Senator Amidala was." Yoda utter as he shook his small wrinkled head. The shining colors of the fire seemed to jump in his dark orbs. "Loved each other you two did. Paid for that love the senator has. Paying for it now you are Master Kenobi. Bleeding for her your heart is. "
Obi Wan nodded in agreement as he put his head in his hands. "I thought I lost her once and I almost lost myself to darkness Master. I don't know how I will be able to go on without her."
"But go on you shall, Master Kenobi. A promise you made to her, a promise you must and will keep. For if you keep her hopes alive then not all is lost and she is not really gone. You must remember there is no death; there is the Force." The old Jedi Knight's raspy voice stated as he tapped his crooked cane on the rubble.
Obi Wan removed his tears-stained face from his hands and then looked at the pale green face of his master. He was right. Nodding he turned his stormy orb away from the troll and looked into the fire pit for the first time. Looking upon his angel's silhouette he made a decision. "Yes, Master...I will keep my promise. I'll keep on living for my Padme..."
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Well what did you think? I hope you guys liked it cause I worked really hard! Especially on Yoda! He is so hard to write!
Anyway this was technically the last chapter, but don't worry I still have one more because of the epilogue!
I hope you guys enjoyed it! Please leave me some reviews! They make my day! And no flames!
Disclaimer: GL owns all the characters.but I would love to own an Obi of my very own!
Summary: The republic has scrum to the empire. Anakin has become Darth Vader. This tells the story of Obi Wan and Padme's last days before darkness and death tares them apart. A very sad Obi/Padme love story.
Thank you to all the reviewers! You guys rock!
*~*~*~*~*
There is no emotion; there is peace.
There is no ignorance; there is knowledge.
There is no passion; there is serenity.
There is no death; there is the Force.
*~*~*~*~*
Ruins Of The Temple at Theed Palace, Naboo
"She looks so perfect..." Obi Wan thought to himself as his brittle fingers stroked her silky cheek. Her skin was clean and smooth now, chestnut ringlets and flowing robes cascading down around it, making her pale skin almost glow. Her lithe body was lying on the marble altar surrounded by sticks intertwined with flowers.
She looked timeless...
Beautiful...
She looked like she was sleeping...
But she couldn't be sleeping...
Pushing down another howl of misery from his whirlpool of tormented, Obi Wan kneeled at the altar become eye level with Padme. Letting his cheek touch her icy one, the Jedi allowed himself to cry once more. Let his milky teardrops roll down both their cheeks as he sobbed for all they had lost.
"I just wanted to love you...not make your life the hell it became." He whispered in-between cries as his ginger beard rubbed up against her soft skin. "But it's over now my love...I promise it's over now..."
Raising his head up from its resting-place, he pressed his lips on her, for one final bittersweet kiss. Breaking the kiss as he stood up, Obi Wan let himself look lovingly once more at Padme's angelic face before he grabbed the burning torch beside him. Turning away from her, he thrust the golden flame onto the mound of wood letting it be engulf...as well as the vacant body of Padme.
*~*~*~*~*
Obi Wan listened to the crackling hisses of the fire as it turned his darling Padme into ash. He couldn't watch it...his heart just wouldn't be able to take it. So Obi Wan kept his eyes firmly shut and tried to block out the infernos rage.
But it wasn't any better with his eyes closed. With every sizzle he could almost see the fire burning Padme's dead flesh, turning her into the dust. Dust just like that of her city...her civilization...her world. So all the he could do was let his tears flow and hope that they would blind him.
Obi Wan was about to let another wail in agony when a Force-user's unmistakable signature washed over him. The sensation was full of strength and power...but also ran deep with a gentle spirit. It could none other than Master Yoda.
"Master..." Obi Wan merely choked out though his sobs as he opened his eyes and turned to face the Jedi. Sinking down beside the little green troll, Obi Wan watched as pain etched into the eyes of the great knight as he gazed at Padme burn. "Master...I..." Obi Wan simply trailed off.
"Great loss this is. Strong and brave Senator Amidala was." Yoda utter as he shook his small wrinkled head. The shining colors of the fire seemed to jump in his dark orbs. "Loved each other you two did. Paid for that love the senator has. Paying for it now you are Master Kenobi. Bleeding for her your heart is. "
Obi Wan nodded in agreement as he put his head in his hands. "I thought I lost her once and I almost lost myself to darkness Master. I don't know how I will be able to go on without her."
"But go on you shall, Master Kenobi. A promise you made to her, a promise you must and will keep. For if you keep her hopes alive then not all is lost and she is not really gone. You must remember there is no death; there is the Force." The old Jedi Knight's raspy voice stated as he tapped his crooked cane on the rubble.
Obi Wan removed his tears-stained face from his hands and then looked at the pale green face of his master. He was right. Nodding he turned his stormy orb away from the troll and looked into the fire pit for the first time. Looking upon his angel's silhouette he made a decision. "Yes, Master...I will keep my promise. I'll keep on living for my Padme..."
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Well what did you think? I hope you guys liked it cause I worked really hard! Especially on Yoda! He is so hard to write!
Anyway this was technically the last chapter, but don't worry I still have one more because of the epilogue!
I hope you guys enjoyed it! Please leave me some reviews! They make my day! And no flames!
