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Cradle to Grave

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12, grey

Obi-Wan nearly cut himself shaving when he saw it.

What an unpleasant way to start the day. Despite his earnest efforts at acceptance and serenity, his mind kept wondering to the nasty find.

"What do you think, Master Kenobi?"

He started from his envious contemplation of Mace Windu's bald pate to see the man watching him worriedly.

"Are you all right?"

"The war takes its toll on all of us," Obi-Wan said sincerely, stroking his beard soberly and surreptitiously smoothening down the errant grey strand.

The Council nodded in grave agreement.

Despairingly, Obi-Wan hoped that Anakin would be as oblivious.

''