the return of the Prodigal son
#[whispers] nO#star wars#oh no what if one day he just—shows up#no fanfare no grand surrender no chains or lightsaber duels; he’s just…….there#her son wearing a strange man’s face and going to his knees and leia can’t breathe can’t think#it’s third shift and the halls are mostly empty; she was just going to get her datapad from the command center she hadn’t—#“how did you….” (she means: get away from snoke; she means slip onto a rebel base without tripping the alarms#she means: find me)#and he opens his mouth to answer (I killed my father; the force; I have always been able to find you)#but what comes out instead is “mama”; said in a small and heartbroken voice that neither of them have heard for over a decade#and leia is moved by an instinct she thought dried up; withered long ago and broken away from lack of use#but she opens her arms#and gathers her son up the way she once did; stroking his hair as though he is still a boy frightened of thunder#(he smells different the angles are all wrong the proportions are off but she knows him; her body knows him#she carried him inside her there is nothing he can become she would not know as she knows her own skin)#“oh ben” she says very softly so softly she’s not sure he heard but#she feels his shoulders hitch and then the alarms are sounding#………..when the resistance soldiers arrive kylo ren is on his knees before general organa; his hands tucked behind his head#his lightsaber held loosely in the general’s hand#then there are chains and that surrender; interrogations and talk of a trial#but for that moment in the hall it was very simple#leia’s son had come home (notbecauseofvictories)
This is okay. I’m fine.
Wow, Sauron, maybe slow your roll there just a little.