𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑 _{of immortality.   a faint figure slowly blinks into existence ,   invisible to those of ignorant senses.   although not corporeal ,   emotions still flood him almost uncontrollably   ——   if his heart could beat ,   it would burst from pride ,   and sorrow ,   and immense guilt.   he gazes ‘pon the fruit of lost love ,   waiting for her to turn   /   abilities lay dormant ,   yet in the hollow of her bones rests a legacy of power.   SHE IS NOT ATTUNED TO THE WAYS OF THE FORCE.   still ,   she sees him.   with a kind glint inside faded eyes he awaits ,   until the perfect moment to speak presents itself.   ❛   ———   HELLO ,   LEIA.   ❜}  

_{❪   for @rbelhope  !  ❫}