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Wild Child-Enya
Brothers In Arms-Joan Boaz
Adios-Enya
Lazy Day-Enya
Hunter-Dido
Break Away-Big Pig
It's A Sin-Pet Shop Boys
Silence Must Be Heard-Enigma
There Was A Boy-Micheal W. Smith
Kryptonite-Three Doors Down
Matter Of Time-Micheal W. Smith
Don't Give Up-Micheal W. Smith
May It Be-Enya
In Dreams-Edward Ross
Moonlight Dream-Anatalia
Forbidden Emotions-Anatalia
A Song To Sing
Breathing, I could breath again. That was the first thing I noticed, no coughs, no sneezed, no wheezing, and no hisses. I was breathing like I had so many years ago. My limbs felt oddly healthy, nothing felt cramped on this bed. It was a real bed, in a real room. No ship bunk, no hospital bed, no sterile walls here. The cream colored walls bore a map of some ancient world as a beautiful mural. I lay still in the warm bed, not willing to release this vision of beauty yet. A warm breeze lifting curtains drew me from the bed and to the windows. They we're windows, but rather huge doors. They overlooked a rich green lawn, and lush garden. The breeze held the faint scent of summer on it's edge. The curtains billowed and rose in great white plumes as the wind grew in strength. Then all was still again, and out on the lawn waited a space ship. The door to my room opened and I whirled. Fett walked in, not in his trademark armor, but rather in 'regular' clothes.
"Your awake and up I see, Roanoke." He placed my knapsack on the floor and paused, looking me over slowly. "You've changed."
"So have you." Fett actually smiled and he sat down in the ornately carved chair.
"This is an old friends house, I heard you singing that night. It drew and when I found you, I knew I couldn't leave you to die. So I brought you to him, and he healed you. This place heals in it's own way, not like the hospitals on Coruscant."
"Indeed, they are not all the same."
"What happened to you, Roanoke?" Fett asked his eyes searching. I sat on the bed and watched the sunlight dance across the floor.
"I disappeared into the underworld, and there I stayed. I became a shadow and hid in the blackness, forgetting who I was and what I carried for a short period of time. Then the Empire fell and the Rebel's moved into Coruscant. I found my way to a dive, and sang once again. It was my downfall, I was walking that night and was jumped by a bounty hunter. Yet, another person stopped and helped me. I woke in the hospital, and after some very strange memory searching...I gave up the codes. Finally, I was free and it seemed for the next month that nothing mattered. Nothing at all...and then you found me." Fett met my dark eyes and for a brief moment he almost smiled.
"Then your free, of everything, your past, and the history that made you who you were. You're just Roanoke, now." I smiled at that and laughed ruefully.
"How long it has been since I've been called that!" I stood then, energy seeping back into my limbs. I could feel songs beginning to form in my mind again. "It's been a long time, Fett, since I've sung just to sing." Fett stood, with a light smile that rippled through his eyes he bowed to me.
"Sing, to your hearts content, Roanoke, for here your heart may be content." I inclined my head gently and turning to the open doors I had to admit I felt for once like singing every song I knew. And so I raised my voice, and gave up my songs to the clear blue sky above. Knowing that where ever I went they would follow me, and all would someday here the songs of Roanoke San Anoke.
Wild Child-Enya
Brothers In Arms-Joan Boaz
Adios-Enya
Lazy Day-Enya
Hunter-Dido
Break Away-Big Pig
It's A Sin-Pet Shop Boys
Silence Must Be Heard-Enigma
There Was A Boy-Micheal W. Smith
Kryptonite-Three Doors Down
Matter Of Time-Micheal W. Smith
Don't Give Up-Micheal W. Smith
May It Be-Enya
In Dreams-Edward Ross
Moonlight Dream-Anatalia
Forbidden Emotions-Anatalia
A Song To Sing
Breathing, I could breath again. That was the first thing I noticed, no coughs, no sneezed, no wheezing, and no hisses. I was breathing like I had so many years ago. My limbs felt oddly healthy, nothing felt cramped on this bed. It was a real bed, in a real room. No ship bunk, no hospital bed, no sterile walls here. The cream colored walls bore a map of some ancient world as a beautiful mural. I lay still in the warm bed, not willing to release this vision of beauty yet. A warm breeze lifting curtains drew me from the bed and to the windows. They we're windows, but rather huge doors. They overlooked a rich green lawn, and lush garden. The breeze held the faint scent of summer on it's edge. The curtains billowed and rose in great white plumes as the wind grew in strength. Then all was still again, and out on the lawn waited a space ship. The door to my room opened and I whirled. Fett walked in, not in his trademark armor, but rather in 'regular' clothes.
"Your awake and up I see, Roanoke." He placed my knapsack on the floor and paused, looking me over slowly. "You've changed."
"So have you." Fett actually smiled and he sat down in the ornately carved chair.
"This is an old friends house, I heard you singing that night. It drew and when I found you, I knew I couldn't leave you to die. So I brought you to him, and he healed you. This place heals in it's own way, not like the hospitals on Coruscant."
"Indeed, they are not all the same."
"What happened to you, Roanoke?" Fett asked his eyes searching. I sat on the bed and watched the sunlight dance across the floor.
"I disappeared into the underworld, and there I stayed. I became a shadow and hid in the blackness, forgetting who I was and what I carried for a short period of time. Then the Empire fell and the Rebel's moved into Coruscant. I found my way to a dive, and sang once again. It was my downfall, I was walking that night and was jumped by a bounty hunter. Yet, another person stopped and helped me. I woke in the hospital, and after some very strange memory searching...I gave up the codes. Finally, I was free and it seemed for the next month that nothing mattered. Nothing at all...and then you found me." Fett met my dark eyes and for a brief moment he almost smiled.
"Then your free, of everything, your past, and the history that made you who you were. You're just Roanoke, now." I smiled at that and laughed ruefully.
"How long it has been since I've been called that!" I stood then, energy seeping back into my limbs. I could feel songs beginning to form in my mind again. "It's been a long time, Fett, since I've sung just to sing." Fett stood, with a light smile that rippled through his eyes he bowed to me.
"Sing, to your hearts content, Roanoke, for here your heart may be content." I inclined my head gently and turning to the open doors I had to admit I felt for once like singing every song I knew. And so I raised my voice, and gave up my songs to the clear blue sky above. Knowing that where ever I went they would follow me, and all would someday here the songs of Roanoke San Anoke.