[ she is. something is wrong. something has been terribly wrong for a long time, and it has reached a critical point. the intensity of his missing for his wife; the private grief for the family he would have had and lost; the black sensation of guilt at his perceived failures ( what kind of husband was he if he could not protect his wife? what kind of father to his child? what kind of jedi knight? )
luke proved catalyst and buffer. and now he's gone. gone without a word, without chance for goodbye, and all anakin has is a reassurance that he knows not if he can trust that he may see his son again. if he may.
so she is right…to a point. sitting down won't help. there is no healing touch that will soothe the soul. and his is wearied and worn and afraid, so afraid. anakin despises his fear above all. fear is paralyzing. but it takes so little to translate fear to anger. anger he can use.
when his eyes open, their blue is as cool and distant as the sky. ]
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luke proved catalyst and buffer. and now he's gone. gone without a word, without chance for goodbye, and all anakin has is a reassurance that he knows not if he can trust that he may see his son again. if he may.
so she is right…to a point. sitting down won't help. there is no healing touch that will soothe the soul. and his is wearied and worn and afraid, so afraid. anakin despises his fear above all. fear is paralyzing. but it takes so little to translate fear to anger. anger he can use.
when his eyes open, their blue is as cool and distant as the sky. ]
This isn't the time.