#broughtbalance

HIS SIGH is extended and long-suffering, a sound almost exclusively reserved for anakin.

@broughtbalance​​ said —  never look back; you may only find what you left or let you go. quotes about betrayal prompts.

          what  she  left  or  let  her  go.    as  if  it  wasn’t  more  the  things  that  had  been  ripped  from  her,    those  that  could  not  have  been  clung  to  when  she’d  realized  her  mistake  too  late.      “i  stopped  looking  back  a  long  time  ago,    master.”      a  breath  passes  through  the  woman’s  lips,    fingers  pressing  to  the  cool  metal  of  her  lightsaber’s  hilt  as  she  twirls  it  in  her  palm,    unable  to  look  at  him  directly  despite  every  piece  of  her  that  yearns  to  stare  at  the  man  whom  she  had  once,    and  still,    loved  with  all  of  her  heart.    or,    at  least,    TO  STARE  AT  WHAT  WAS  LEFT  OF  HIM.    the  shimmer  that  surrounds  his  form  is  not  the  first  clue  that  he  is  no  longer  what  he  once  was,    but  rather  the  knowledge  that  resided  within  her    —    anakin  skywalker  was  gone.    he  had  helped  defeat  the  emperor  and  brought  an  end  to  the  empire,    dying  a  hero  after  all.    it  was  both  a  comfort  and  bittersweet  to  know  his  end  had  come  with  love  in  mind.

          her  eyelids  flutter  shut  as  the  familiarity  of  his  presence  overcomes  her,    mouth  drawn  in  a  tight  line  to  keep  herself  centered  against  the  feelings  that  were  over-encompassing.    force,    she  missed  him  so  much.    not  a  moment  had  passed  by  that  she  had  not  wished  she  had  said  more,    had  given  him  something  before  the  fall,    and  after…      after,    there  had  been  little  to  say.    he  was  dead,    and  then  he  hadn’t  been,    but  the  thing  that  remained  had  claimed  to  have  killed  anakin.    now  he  was  truly  gone  after  all,    but  still  present.    she  shakes  her  head  briefly,    the  tightness  in  her  chest  unspooling  as  she  brushes  a  hand  over  her  face,    stealing  the  last  remnants  of  tears  that  might  have  escaped.      “i’m  sorry  for  what  happened.”      for  leaving  you,    she  can’t  say.      but  she  had;    in  more  ways  than  one,    she  had  walked  away  from  anakin.    it  is  ache,    truly  and  fully,    that  finally  allows  her  to  look  up  at  him,    the  glow  of  the  moonlight  the  only  thing  keeping  them  both  company.      “you  were  my  family.    i  can  never  forget  that.”      he  had  shaped  her.    in  so  many  ways,    he  had  saved  her  life.    her  greatest  regret  was  that  she  had  never  been  able  to  return  the  favor.

                WITH  ANAKIN      joining  the  order  much  later  than  most  younglings  are  taken  into  the  order  these  days ,  one  of  their  first  missions  is  to  get  the  boy  his      lightsaber     .  a  joyous  occasion ,  no  doubt .  there  is  almost  always  a sort  of  serenity  surrounding  qui - gon ,  but  today  that  is  infused  with  a  joy  as  well  as  he  walked  up  to  the  edge  of  the  cave  on  ilum ,  his  fur - lined  hood  around  his  face . 

     ❛  don’t  shut  me  out .  ❜ / kylo    »    @broughtbalance​

                    ❝  SILENCE!  ❞     roar broken from choked throat, kylo’s fingers convulsed about the stripped hilt of his blade.    he sought grounding, anything to replace him to reality, to dissipate the hallucination before him.    every voice he had ever heard pointed him onward, deeper into the embrace of the darkness, urging him to clutch onto his legacy.   not once had they faltered, never once guiding him toward the light.

                    never had they taken the form of anakin skywalker.

                    ragged lips sagged as the master jedi stared blankly into the cerulean swirling void beyond the transparasteel.   the light sought him, each moment, each pulse drawing him nearer, nearer...   there hadn’t been a disaster, no loss of men and equipment to add on the mass swelling atop his shoulders, uneven and ever present.   nevertheless, the events on the planet fast slipping behind the cruiser, lightyear by lightyear, hung consequential.   forearms clenched fast across his torso, lines deepening between brows as his heart ached, refusing to quiet.    

                    warmth, a familiar touch ghosted, feather light, about the edge of his senses.   still, obi-wan only saw hyperspace before him as his former padawan halted to the side, guilt seeping from skywalker’s shields.

     ❛  you  know ,   i  never  wanted  to  hurt  you .  ❜ / obi wan    »    @broughtbalance​

                    lids shut, the drawn burst of a sigh breaking the silent hold.     ❝  anakin, i realize that.  ❝     pivoting his stormy gaze ontp the young man, the jedi hardly strove to disguise the dismay surging beneath.  one hand freed itself, swaying a leaden gesture outward.     ❝  however, this is a lesson I am saddened to say you somehow have yet to learn: there are consequences for your actions, and yes, words.  ❝      though actions revealed the truth at the heart of all, words still struck to the quick of a being.   anakin had found his.

@broughtbalance​ said   —   never mind getting caught, how are we going to get home? / rex      𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐒  𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄  𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐘,

          blowing  out  a  breath,      the  captain  forces  himself  not  to  roll  his  eyes  at  the  jedi.      merely  a  day  after  they’d  successfully  finished  their  mission,    they  were  supposed  to  be  in  the  clear.      supposed  to  be.      of  course,    they’d  thought  no  harm  would  come  in  stopping  on  a  planet  with  close  ties  to  the  republic,    the  intent  to  make  some  quick  but  much  needed  repairs  to  the  resolute  and  give  the  men  a  second  to  breathe  after  weeks  trapped  onboard.      as  was  their  luck,    his  general  had  sensed      —      something,    a  disturbance  in  the  force.      they’d  left  the  destroyer  in  capable  hands  as  they’d  both  gone  out  to  investigate,    and  the  search  had  drawn  them  out  far.    further  than  rex  was  comfortable  going.      but  far  be  it  for  him  to  tell  anakin  skywalker  something  was  dangerous,    so  he’d  followed  with  only  minimal  objection  and  kept  his  eyes  peeled  for  anything  amiss.      it  hadn’t  taken  long  after  for  them  to  spot  the  problem:      separatists  where  they  weren’t  meant  to  be,    a  decent  number  of  battle  droids  overtaking  a  small  village  that  had  no  defenses.      the  smart  thing  would  have  been  to  call  for  backup,    and  rex  had  tried  only  to  find  that  signals  were  being  jammed.      the  second  smart  thing  would  have  been  to  head  back  and  regroup.      after  seeing  that  there  were  civilians  captured,    that  hadn’t  seemed  like  an  option.      a  two  man  assault  wasn’t  the  worst  odds  they’d  faced.

     the bond had been strong enough,       to come to him as a ghost.        not to haunt him,       but to try to get some peace into his heart.        she could feel his distress,        the darkness that threatened to swallow him up.        and she wouldn’t let that happen.       not if she could stop it,       convince him the world wasn’t evil.       that he didn’t have to be.        that there was more out there.        (   their children   )      but she hadn’t mentioned the twins,        she had been sitting at his side.       a comforting presence,        even if her time was limited.       even if she had to leave eventually.