||[Mar. 27th, 2009|12:07 pm]
The lost Chapters in the Tales Of The Jedi
For most of her adult life, Serenity had never truly had a real home. She lived where she could, doing what she could, surviving on whatever she could. She hadn't regretted any of it. She loved what she had. Her son was an amazing human, just like his father had been. She had a fulfilling life. She'd loved, she'd raised a great person, and she had a good career. She was perfectly settled into her life now. She had a cute home, one that she'd made her own. She finally had found some peace. It was thanks to one of the children she'd worked so hard to protect.
She wondered about her own 'children', the ones she'd raised from youth. She hoped that they thought of her every so often, that they were alright and finding a place is the new order of things. She was, and had.
Right now, she was working in her small garden. Naboo was one of the only planets that were so lush that gardens were a pleasure. She grew only flowers, a luxury she had never experienced before this. The small neighborhood outside the castle was cute, perfect for her.
She hadn't seen Tal Jr in 3 months, but he kept in touch. She knew where he was, that he was okay.
She sighed, wiping her forehead from the light layer of sweat that had formed. She looked up, and instantly felt a presence she'd hadn't felt in years. She couldn't pin point who it was, but she knew it was familiar. Her guess was that they weren't looking for her, so she didn't plan on finding them. She didn't know if she was ready to face the past. It was too much for her.