Post by Hue Ran on Apr 18, 2009 0:30:52 GMT -5
(I hope you guys don't mind. I am combining both characters moves. That way I don't have to constantly switch and junk. Just read everything I post so you don't get left behind.)
The wind, the air, the sun, and the sweat. Everything hads it place. Everything seemed to touch Hue with it's touch. A warning perhaps, or more so perhaps a way of the force to tell him such words are useless at this point. He wanted to think his son was still able to be saved. Perhaps with more encouragement, or perhaps with more help to his path.
But it is not to be. The one moment his son still had disappeared so quickly it was as if it never even existed. Perhaps he had just imagined it. Or maybe he simply wanted to see that so much that his mind was playing games on him. Was it his son, or his mind? The answer wasn't something so easily found. It wasn't a question he could ask either.
The pain and sorrow of 38 years pressed down on his heart, it was like a ocean swamping him into the depths of the dark side. He wanted so much to talk to his real son, he wanted so much to lay down his saber and take the strike to his should, but the force wouldn't allow such a thing. The force pushed his saber into his hand, even activated it, then pushed his hand upright to take the strike on the tip of the saber. His hand struggled in the air, perhaps because half of him didn't want to do this, or perhaps his son was simply stronger then he remembered.
Something happened then. As he looked up into his sons eyes, he didn't see his son again. Instead he saw his wife. Her blond curly and long hair, reaching to those beautifully slim shoulders. The posture of a women that respected everything and everyone. A smile practiced every moment of every day. He wanted to reach out, but even as he started she murmered something and disappeared.
He noticed exactly what she said. He remembered the last time he talked to her. That vision he had. Perhaps not even a vision. He saw her though. Taking one last deep breath. That single breath realized his fears, his sorrows, his pain. Everything that held him back disappeared with that breath. Finally he could fight without restriction.
[glow=green,2,300]I am sorry son.[/glow]
The wind, the air, the sun, and the sweat. Everything hads it place. Everything seemed to touch Hue with it's touch. A warning perhaps, or more so perhaps a way of the force to tell him such words are useless at this point. He wanted to think his son was still able to be saved. Perhaps with more encouragement, or perhaps with more help to his path.
But it is not to be. The one moment his son still had disappeared so quickly it was as if it never even existed. Perhaps he had just imagined it. Or maybe he simply wanted to see that so much that his mind was playing games on him. Was it his son, or his mind? The answer wasn't something so easily found. It wasn't a question he could ask either.
The pain and sorrow of 38 years pressed down on his heart, it was like a ocean swamping him into the depths of the dark side. He wanted so much to talk to his real son, he wanted so much to lay down his saber and take the strike to his should, but the force wouldn't allow such a thing. The force pushed his saber into his hand, even activated it, then pushed his hand upright to take the strike on the tip of the saber. His hand struggled in the air, perhaps because half of him didn't want to do this, or perhaps his son was simply stronger then he remembered.
Something happened then. As he looked up into his sons eyes, he didn't see his son again. Instead he saw his wife. Her blond curly and long hair, reaching to those beautifully slim shoulders. The posture of a women that respected everything and everyone. A smile practiced every moment of every day. He wanted to reach out, but even as he started she murmered something and disappeared.
He noticed exactly what she said. He remembered the last time he talked to her. That vision he had. Perhaps not even a vision. He saw her though. Taking one last deep breath. That single breath realized his fears, his sorrows, his pain. Everything that held him back disappeared with that breath. Finally he could fight without restriction.
[glow=green,2,300]I am sorry son.[/glow]