Anakin wasn't making much headway in the dark. He needed all his concentration to negotiate the dense growth in the darkness, the instruments light, throwing a yellow glow on his face.
Nothing stopped them; occasionally they came across small animals hunting for food here and there. Dawn broke, slowly changing the horizon from velvet black to a deep purple to pink. Occasional cotton white clouds dotted the clear sky here and there, floating lazily across the otherwise clear sky. As if on cue all at once the jungle broke into a grand symphony of chirping and twittering.
Behind him Amidala moved. Awakened by the sweet melody. She opened one lazy eye. The cool morning breeze on her cheeks tempted her to close them again. But the commotion, oh! what a commotion. First thing Amidala noticed was that they were no longer in the swamped, the air smelt of spring blossoms-not the dank wet smell of the swamps. The terrain had changed considerably. The ground was more solid and lush green. She spotted a brook, babbling away gaily as it meandered through the trees.
"Anakin Stop!" She commanded. "What is it?" Anakin asked, as he brought the bike to a halt. "I'd like to refresh my self a little in that brook," Amidala said, getting down from the bike and stretching her stiff body. Anakin looked around for any sign of danger. Looking around at the peaceful scene around him, he decided it was safe enough. "Your highness…" He began, but she was already lost behind the thicket.
Anakin opened the engine cover and checked the speeder bike for over heating. This bike wasn't made for long distances travels, but then it was a Sith and it was as tough as a Sith. He let the cover down to let the tiny engine cool, and strode over to the opposite side of the jungle for a much-needed break.
When Amidala came back, he was nowhere to be found. Sitting under a tree she took out her data pad from her pocket and began thumbing through the info. She suspected that they were on or near the Capa plateau, so why not refresh her knowledge about this region. The Capa were a complex people with complex customs.
As he came back into the clearing Anakin noticed the Queen sitting under a white blossom tree, her loose hair a brown silky veil over her face, obscuring it from his view as she bent down, too intent on whatever she was doing. White and pink blossoms floated down with the gentle breeze settling on her hair, shoulders and all around. Creating a delicate pink and white circle around her.
Nothing stopped them; occasionally they came across small animals hunting for food here and there. Dawn broke, slowly changing the horizon from velvet black to a deep purple to pink. Occasional cotton white clouds dotted the clear sky here and there, floating lazily across the otherwise clear sky. As if on cue all at once the jungle broke into a grand symphony of chirping and twittering.
Behind him Amidala moved. Awakened by the sweet melody. She opened one lazy eye. The cool morning breeze on her cheeks tempted her to close them again. But the commotion, oh! what a commotion. First thing Amidala noticed was that they were no longer in the swamped, the air smelt of spring blossoms-not the dank wet smell of the swamps. The terrain had changed considerably. The ground was more solid and lush green. She spotted a brook, babbling away gaily as it meandered through the trees.
"Anakin Stop!" She commanded. "What is it?" Anakin asked, as he brought the bike to a halt. "I'd like to refresh my self a little in that brook," Amidala said, getting down from the bike and stretching her stiff body. Anakin looked around for any sign of danger. Looking around at the peaceful scene around him, he decided it was safe enough. "Your highness…" He began, but she was already lost behind the thicket.
Anakin opened the engine cover and checked the speeder bike for over heating. This bike wasn't made for long distances travels, but then it was a Sith and it was as tough as a Sith. He let the cover down to let the tiny engine cool, and strode over to the opposite side of the jungle for a much-needed break.
When Amidala came back, he was nowhere to be found. Sitting under a tree she took out her data pad from her pocket and began thumbing through the info. She suspected that they were on or near the Capa plateau, so why not refresh her knowledge about this region. The Capa were a complex people with complex customs.
As he came back into the clearing Anakin noticed the Queen sitting under a white blossom tree, her loose hair a brown silky veil over her face, obscuring it from his view as she bent down, too intent on whatever she was doing. White and pink blossoms floated down with the gentle breeze settling on her hair, shoulders and all around. Creating a delicate pink and white circle around her.