AU Drabble

Jun 14, 2010 19:27




The Tusken camp was dark, now.

Shmi kept her eyes closed and tried to make herself drift into peaceful darkness, to float away from her aching body. She succeeded, to an extent- and found that Something was sharing the darkness with her. Something that felt as tired and empty as she did.

She reached for it.

surprise/confusion/bewilderment. Lost.

Shmi sent a mental image of herself the Tusken Raider camp, and her less-than-privileged position within it.

curiosity/concern/protectiveness!/determination

Shmi sent the Something the idea of a smile. (It hurt too much to make a real one.)

Then the Tuskens came back again.


drabble, obi-wan, the wizard of the jundland wastes, fic, starwars, shmi

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