Epilogue

The golden sun shown proudly across the fields of Dantooine, dancing between the swaying blades of grass. A mesmerizing hue that penetrated every living creature on the bluff. The rays shimmered across a small water hole nearby, reflecting upwards in thousands of glittering sparkles. Upon a hilltop where the skyhook had impacted the surface, a throng of people gathered. It had been nearly a year since the death of Ollo, and though the crater was gone, covered in lovely flowers of pink and yellow hues, Anakin could still sense his clone.

Anakin stood at the front of the gathering dressed in his finest: A long brown cloak with silver embroidery. He sensed the presence of his clone, and understood that after everything had ended, Ollo was at peace with his past, his crimes, and most importantly, himself. In a way, this had a similar effect on Anakin. He now looked at his wife, children and friends everyday and truly savored every moment. After all, that was what life was, a vast series of moments and emotions. The Universe had finally come back into sanity. He realized that since his birth, he had never known a time where his life was even the least bit sane. It was the first true time his heart was at peace..

He took a brief glance at all the guests. There at the head were the members of the Jedi Council. Yoda chewed on his gimer stick happily. Mace Windu seemed to have the weight of the Universe finally lifted from his shoulders. Every other member seemed so much younger, and paradoxically older and more mature.

On the opposite side were the politicians. At least the one's Obi-Wan liked. It was, after all his ceremony. There was Padme, Bail, and Mon Mothma sitting next to each other. The remainder of the guests were made up of various politicians and Jedi Knights. A cheerful emotion swept over the vast plane of the force. This was a time of joy.

Next to Anakin stood Obi-Wan Kenobi. A thick sweat beaded down over his brow as he looked out over the vast number of guests.

Anakin leaned close. "You're sweating."

Obi-Wan smiled, thinking back so many years at himself makingthe same comment.

"Anakin, you're becoming too much like me."

Before Anakin could respond with his general witty comment, the crowd hushed, and Obi-Wan could plainly be seen clenching his fists.

He leaned over to Anakin. "How can it be that you know that this woman loves you and you are still ready to keel over with nervousness?"

"Master," Anakin snickered. "I have never heard you say anything like that. I'm beginning tothink you're in love."

Obi-Wan rolled his eyes. "I want to thank you Anakin for being my best man," He said, changing the subject quickly. "You'll never understand what it means to me." Before he could continue, another hush swept across the crowd.

Obi-Wan saw her before anyone else, stepping in time with the gentle music of the calamari band. For once she wore no mask at all, giving him a glimpse of her magnificent face. The atmosphere of Dantooine had not aggravated her allergies. The pale visage of her face that lacked pigment was more than made up with her vivid expression of happiness. Obi-Wan's eyes welled up with tears for the first time he could remember. The ceremony was beautiful.

She gracefully marched toward Obi-Wan to the altar, keeping her eyes locked on him the entire time. Her dress was beautiful, with a thin silver cloak draping over her shoulders and a veil over her face. Though she said nothing, in his mind she echoed the words I will love you until my dying breath over and over.

As she reached the altar, the music elegantly halted. The Jedi minister took his place between the two.

"We have traveled here from afar," He started, projecting his voice across the hilltop. "To be witness to the wondrous event of holy union. The two Jedi Masters Obi-Wan Kenobi and Afe Nang-Da have entered into the sacred circle of love. Though this is a new part of a Jedi's life, it is nonetheless meaningful. These two souls have been bound together through the force, reflecting outward into our own hearts."

Obi-Wan's hands were shaking violently. His eyes concentrated on the blue irises of Afe's, struggling to keep his emotions at bay. This was the most difficult moment in his life.

The minister continued his speech, but Obi-Wan heard none of it. He was in a blur of emotions that spun in drunken circles through his brain.

Finally the minister asked for the rings. The two Skywalker twins stepped forth and handed them the gold bands. They glittered in the evening sunlight.

"Do you, Obi-Wan Kenobi, take Afe Nang-Da to hold and to protect for all your living days?"

A choked "I do" came forth. With shaking hands, he placed the golden band onto her finger.

"And do you, Afe Nang-Da, take Obi-Wan Kenobi to protect and cherish until your final breath?"

"I do." She slid the glittering ring onto his finger.

"From now on to the end of days, from your morning years until your dusk, I pronounce you man and wife. Obi-Wan Kenobi, you may kiss the bride."

With the final syllable ringing through his head like a silver bell in the crispmorning air, his mouth rushed toward Afe's. He barely remembered to lift her veil before he kissed her.

The crowd exploded into applause. The second ever wedding of a Jedi had come to be, and it could have not been more beautiful. Anakin watched as his master walked hand in had with his new wife down the aisle. With a smile and a single tear falling from his eye, he whispered to himself.

"There goes my hero."

THE END

(I would like to thank everyone who supported me on this work. You have no idea how much this means to me. I've slaved over the computer for the last two months on this series, and it has been all worth it. The same shout outs go for this one, so I won't waste your time).

(To be concluded in the final installment coming soon).