Looking Deeply into the Glass: Part 1
The island lay peaceful with white sand and the lushness of trees all around. Creamy sweet shuura fruit flourished as well as wild berries, and exotic flowers of vivid colors. Hand in hand Anakin and Padme relished in the lovely atmosphere. Anakin stretched out with the force to detect any living beings that may inhabit it. He found none, they were alone and he reached onto his belt to turn on a glow rod to light their way better.
"He used to keep his trinkets underneath this tree quite often. I guess he was afraid the glass would get too hot if it wasn't shaded. He'd spend hours collecting sand on the beach and sketching under the beating sun. It seemed to me he thought little of his health, but the glass was everything.
"A person's mind can get too hot as well; it can crack and shatter like glass. Perhaps he should have thought more of his sanity and less time on the glass. The sun turns your skin red, and casts you off into a deep sleep if you are not careful. He said softly.
"I had many dreams falling asleep on the sand".
"What did you dream about?
"Quite a few things but there are a few that stand out. I dreamed I could some day make a difference, and have a positive effect on people's lives".
"And that you have; how old were you then"?
"I was a young girl from 12 to 13 years of age. "
"That's just a few years before we met".
"Before I met that sandy haired blue eyed boy who saved the day", she smiled at him.
"But it didn't last, did it? There are more, and more separatists joining Dooku. It's just getting so complicated, and worst of all you are mixed into all of it. It just seems like there's something off like something we're overlooking."
"I know what you mean Ani and I don't know what to do about it".
"But we'll find out Padme just like we're going to find this old man's house.
So which way do we go?"
"Right around those trees there's a path that will lead us there".
The tiny cottage looked worn from the outside view as they walked up to the front door. Padme knocked twice, but there was no reply. She slowly opened the old rickety door that revealed an empty dusty cobwebbed room. Padme grabbed his arm suddenly feeling just a bit nervous.
"Its ok don't worry I'm here". He patted her shoulders.
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea?"
"Of course it is, force take a look at the size of that fire place". He walked over to the mantle, found a lantern, and lit it with his weapon.
"What do you think all these funny looking contraptions are for"? She asked.
Handing her the lantern, "I'm not sure but I'm assuming it's what you use to make glass".
A faint shimmer of colorful light caught Padme's eye. From the other side of the room, against the wall, were many elegantly carved wooden shelves. They held glass creations of all different kinds, a wondrous gallery of vases, goblets, bracelets, and necklaces. They were artfully crafted as: fish, seagulls, boats, sea shells, and a beautiful woman with wide eyes, and long flowing wavy hair that spilled down like a Naboo water fall, all were in shades of blue and green.
Padme carefully picked one up "Look at this one it's the waves of the ocean, and he carved it as if there's sea spray".
"That's incredible what a gifted artist." He slid his index finger over the smooth glass.
Padme walked over to another shelf. "Here are some of the necklaces I told you about." She winked and smiled at him.
Padme was like a kid in a candy store admiring each one as Anakin wondered around the rest of the room, and into a door to the side. He walked into a small bedroom; the bed was made, and upon the pillow laid a leather bond book, and to the side of it was the most exquisite piece of jewelry he'd ever seen.
Padme called from the other room "Anakin where are you?"
Anakin called back "I'm here Padme come in the bedroom you've got to take a look at this".
She walked into the bedroom her eyes immediately drew to the necklace in his hands.
"Oh my, that's so beautiful".
He handed her a delicately carved necklace of angels cut so perfectly it sparkled everywhere like diamonds.
"It's amazing, and here's his journal maybe now we can get some answers?" He grinned at her.
"Do you really think we should read it, it's his personal business"?
"It was sitting right here on the pillow; if he didn't want it read he would have hid it."
She shrugged her shoulder's "I guess your right."
After seeing what this man created I'm really curious to find out more about him". Anakin took her hand, and they sat down on the bed. For a moment both became quite aware that the two of them were in fact alone in a dim lit room sitting close on a bed. Knees touching but using incredible will power they managed to push back their curiosities, and focus on the other curiosity in the room, the old man's journal.
Anakin began to read aloud
Angelica, the name could only be born from heaven. You are angelic a celestial being that can only be reached by the bonds of time. Time it's our enemy and our savoir. Time has caught up with me. I don't recognize myself anymore. A reflection of youth and happiness has been replaced by gray hair, wrinkly skin, and weak bones. But it is my heart that has grown most weak. The beats are still coming. But it's accompanied by nothing, nothing but old blood, coursing through my vanes. I look back and remember my life, and my fading memory wonders back to the moment that changed my existence, the moment I saw you.
I cannot believe that it was seventy years ago to this day that I was once a young boy walking with my father, and older brother on white sandy cerulean beach. We used to go there all the time to collect sand, and go for a dip in the ocean. I remember the first time my father taught me to fish, and when we took our first trip out onto the ocean on our water speeder. But that was all before mom died. Dad was never quite the same again; sure he remarried later, but we knew that mom was the love of his life. No one could ever replace her.
It was just days after the funeral, but my father and brother wanted to take a trip to the shore. The sun was already starting to set, and I was really not in the mood to be there. I remember my dad's insistent words "Russ not another word we're going. We need some fresh air, you'll thank me later". I acted like a complete brat, and complained the entire trip there that I wanted to go home. That was until I saw the most adorable little girl with blond soaked pigtails jumping around in a white bathing suit playing in the waves. I had not smiled for weeks; you seemed to have appeared from right out of the Naboo atmosphere. Suddenly I felt so alive and simply had to run to you, and find out your name.
"That's so cute about the little girl he met her when they were little kids. But I feel so bad that he, and his brother lost their mother that's terrible". She said.
"Yeah to lose your mother at such a young age, but it sounds like his father was a good man; sounds like he was brought up well".
"Yes it does". She nodded her head in agreement
"You know it would have been nice to have a brother or sister."
"I love my older sister Sola she's the best".
"She's quite a sly one as well". He smirked at her.
"What's that supposed to mean?" She shook her finger in front of his face.
"She certainly seemed convinced pretty quickly that I was your boyfriend. She kept giving me this knowing curious look like she knew something; as if she was the cat who had just eaten the canary".
"I know, she's something else at times when it comes to my personal life. Sometimes she doesn't know when to quit, but I know it's all because she loves me, and wants me to be happy.
"Did she say anything about me"?
Sighing "Yes but I don't want to get into it now; I'd rather you just continue reading".
Looking at her and raising an eye brow "Padme"?
"Anakin please just read".
"Alright, alright I'm sorry. This Angelica girl means a great deal to him, and I'll bet that she's the woman molded into the glass".
"Yes you're right; that's got to be her".
Anakin stared back at the page "Ok where were we"?
How will the old man's journal play into the fate of our favorite couple? Don't worry there is a method, and reason for my madness I promise you. Once again I want to thank everyone for all your lovely reviews. I am so touched that you are enjoying the story, and that some are even finding comfort after seeing ROTS. I'm planning on seeing it again soon, and this time probably in IMAX the next chapter is coming soon.