Skywalker Apartment [morning]
Jul. 14th, 2010 02:17 pmNightmares, Anakin was used to. He'd relived the terrible moments of his life so often and in so many different permutations that he could practically identify them by taste.
But this moment was one he hadn't thought of--hadn't allowed himself to dwell on--for many, many years.
( Oh, Episode II. Why so lametastic? )
Anakin smiled in his sleep, curled around the warm body in his bed, opened his eyes...and realized who he was holding.
Guilt. It's what's for breakfast.
But this moment was one he hadn't thought of--hadn't allowed himself to dwell on--for many, many years.
( Oh, Episode II. Why so lametastic? )
Anakin smiled in his sleep, curled around the warm body in his bed, opened his eyes...and realized who he was holding.
Guilt. It's what's for breakfast.