This story is AU to 'The Unifying Force' in the New Jedi Series. It is set a few months after NJO series is complete and is from Luke's point of view
Dance with the Night
Ever danced with the devil in the pale moonlight? Batman.
She used to love to dance. All the time. She taught me. I was never really any good at it, but she was. I loved to watch her dance. But she doesn't dance any more. Not in the physical sense. She hasn't danced since the war started. Not since the Vong came. There wasn't time and since the war, she hasn't had the heart.
It was hard to let go.
I can hardly remember what it feels like to be in her arms and sway to slow music. It's been so long.
I'm not sure tears are allowed where I am now, but I feel like crying. Ever since the war ended, I've been keeping a close eye on my wife and my son. Watching them brings pain. Especially when I look at my wife.
Ever since I first knew her, I knew she liked to dance. She thrived on it. Now, the only dance she does is in the night. She slips away into the darkness, the inky blackness, of the night. And I can't follow. It's like I'm watching her flirt with another man. That would make me jealous. Where I am, I am unable to feel the negative human emotions.
Which is why I can't follow.
It tears at my soul to watch her dancing with another man. I can see the effect it has on Ben. He suffers just as much as my wife. And he doesn't even remember. That breaks my heart. To him, I am just a name. I wish I could hold him and watch him learn to dance from the woman who taught me. I still can watch him learn, but not from her.
She can't think straight. She can't see where I am. She can't see the light. So she's still in the night, where no one can reach her. Least of all, me. In the darkness, she dances with the night. And she seems to have forgotten the sweet memories we had together.
Beyond the grave, I mourn like those of the living.
Mara, love, if you can hear me, stop dancing with the night.
Fin.
