Cradle to Grave

by Leah Naberrie

A biography of Obi Wan Kenobi in drabbles. My response to the 100 drabble challenge at TFN.

37. fixed

Cradle to Grave

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37, fixed

The day he was released from the infirmary, Anakin visited me with the Arfour unit.

Friendly neon lights flashed at me.

"Hello, friend," I replied, happier than I would have thought. "I see someone has been taking care of you. A fresh coat of paint? I'm envious!"

Anakin laughed. "The medics found some for me. They said that working on him helped me recover faster. Thanks, Master. How's your leg?"

"I'll soon be back in the field," was my reply.

The same cloud that passed over his face, passed over my heart. Another battle. Another massacre.

The never-ending war continued.

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