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Gaze no more on the bitter glass, that demons with their suble guile, lift up before us when we pass...For there a fatal image grows... Yeats, "The Two Trees"
The Bitter Glass
Prologue
Light.
Advancing and retreating, shimmering just out of reach.
She tried to ignore it, wanting to slip back into the easy comfort of the darkness. Sometimes bare snatches of memory would reach her, words without sense or meaning.
Angel.
Ours.
Ani- No! She could not think of that. She twisted away.
"They live on the moons of Iego, I think. They're the most beautiful creatures in the universe."
She smiled down at the boy. There was something familiar about him, a strange feeling that tugged at the edges of her conciousness. It made her uneasy.
She ignored it.
The scene changed and the boy was older.
"You've grown.", she observed.
"So have you. Grown more beautiful, I mean." He colored in embarassment, tried to cover the compliment. "For a Senator, I mean."
She frowned. Senator? What was that?
The uneasy feeling was back.
The scene changed again.
"I'm in agony! The closer I get to you, the worse it gets. The thought of not being with you-I can't breath."
"I love you.", she said. "I truly..deeply...love you. An-" The name stuck in her throat; she could not say it. She could not remember how. He smiled at her, seeming to understand.
And then he changed again. His hair grew darker, longer. The smile slid from his face, replaced by a look she did not like; a mad, frantic look.
"I am more powerful than the Chancellor. I can overthrow him, and together you and I can rule the galaxy. Make things the way we want them to be!"
The words tore from her throat. "Anakin, you're breaking my heart!"
Anakin?
No. She did not remember.
"I don't know you anymore."
No, she would not think that.
But other names came unbidden, searing across her conciousness.
Obi-Won.
Luke.
Leia.
Anakin.
No!
Yes.
Anakin!
And then her world erupted into pain.