Genre: General
Published: 02-10-14, Updated: 02-10-14
Chapters: 1, Words: 342This was the quiet that Anakin hated. The moments when all his fears came to him like a burning sun dragon, consuming him and burning everything inside him. In these moments he wasn't The Hero With No Fear anymore; he wasn't the Chosen One; he wasn't even a Jedi. He was a slave boy clutching his mother tightly, staring in fear at a former friend -former because he was dead, dead because he'd been killed, killed because he did something wrong, wrong because he'd been a slave and the master was always right. Everyone died. Everyone would. There was nothing he could do to stop it. In this quiet, this was Anakin Skywalker. A boy who loved too passionately, hoped too brightly, and feared too greatly.
This was the noise that Anakin hated. The frenzy of the moment made him forget who he really was. It made him forget he was afraid. Instead, he pretended he was strong and powerful. The noise made him forget about all the one's he loved, the people he'd lost, the mistakes he'd made, the regrets he anguished. It made him believe that he could become all those things people said he was. It made him pretend to have unobtainable hope that the impossible was possible, that no matter what anyone said, he could accomplish. In this noise, this was Jedi Knight and General Anakin Skywalker -the man that people believed in, followed behind, loved, and enraptured.
This was the conflict he hated, the feelings he buried, and the balance he could never bring. To be a man, unafraid for the future, who never looked at his past, who could peacefully put away his emotions, who could be broken over and over again to get right back up, who lost countless loved ones and never let it affect the way he thought. That could never be him.
These are the struggles that would be his downfall. He knew it. It was only a matter of time
before he broke.
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