and extended his palm remained there longer than would have been considered necessary. Maybe, just maybe, the Force have mercy on Ely's heart hidden there, volveríaa beating. He perceived, and then I cry, of complete euphoria. A hand on his shoulder, pressing with the intention of comforting, he warned that it was time for final goodbyes. Expecting more would have been ridiculous. Milo turned briefly to check who had dared to rush was Aioria. Camus returned his view and sothat Milo woke after being taken to the clinic of the temple as a special exception but is no longer a Jedi, his eyes had been opened in front of his friends were not always recognizable and spirited turquoise.
His eyes seemed dark, hiding the tremendous gap that the loss of Camus had left him. And since then the young man had kept in an alarming state of silence for all.
That attitude was more difficult to understand especially for small Padawan that he remembered how his amiable friend.
The thin fingers of his Master entangledin her dark hair and comforted him back to a silent cry more prudent.
The long-haired boy finally decided to make some significant movement. He came and bowed slowly, looking lifeless lips touching Camus last time. But that only managed to be a cruel memory, the coldness, lack of response, the torment in the future for the sleepless nights that happen. I foresaw with certainty.
He retired crestfallen. I did not want to see the time fanning the flames and the body was consumed, conclusively alej &every second was safer not belong in the big bed rest.
At bedtime, the objects he carried in his belt and withdrew bothered him, leaving aside constantly touching, stroking in particular that was not theirs.
No one dared to object when Milo came over Camus's lightsaber. And even if it had been, he would not have heard. Remember experience was more bitter than sweet, but forget it as unfortunate that might happen. Holding was supposed dangerous, but letting go was a painful possibility that even co Miloertinencia of snarling stomach. Constant called the temple by his friends arrived daily, probably wondering how I was. He could not know for sure they said they never bothered to review. Nor paused to reflect that life does not show signs of concern to those so much. The Force signed pertenecíaa Milo was one that was off, distant and confused. Dark tainted.
And one day, leading the caretaker of the building to enter the department of Milo to foresee that it will never open, Alex and Nat came to visit unexpectedly, leading to mental healing Jouda with them. Pero only the nurse came to the boy's room, while the other two waited in the room. Milo
barely opened his eyes to recognize the scandalous presence had seen since the trio was at the door, and then turned around muttering something unintelligible. But Nat had more strength than his short stature could print, and had no trouble making up milestones to Milo and pushing it to the bathroom.
- "Child, when did not you bathe?! - Claimed a disgruntled pout whileTMLXC "Hurry to dress. The healer Jouda here ... - whispers about the boy's ear. His inflection was highlighting the importance of such a personality was, because it was the best-known healer of the Temple. Milo did not understand how they would have convinced her to take him home, but it definitely seemed like a waste of time.
- Do not need no mental healing! -
- Shh! The healer will talk to you as a personal favor to me. Although it was actually Alex's idea, so if you want to be angry with her-I ..-
grime glass pendant used and with which the fingers of his left hand fiddling fun.
-Must bring beautiful memories .- said capturing the attention of two turquoise eyes, that immediately upon hearing sought notice him. They looked expressionless and empty during the seconds it took Milo conclude a reply. Then sparkled with Melancholy were accompanied by a sad smile.
-memories themselves are beautiful ... -
"But I reaffirm the belief that your past was much better than your present. - Complemented perfectly the idea that Milo dud & Overhaulyou, to express, defeating the child with the audacity to interpret their feelings with so little discretion, and is the main cause of their discomfort, that man was too successful in his task.
"And nothing could be more dismal, right? - Continued to ignore the boy's frown, he sighed deeply and then tilted his head slightly while moving from side to side reluctantly denied.
"That's not ... -
" So do you feel? - And to his surprise, Milo sniffed not upset at her question, and evaded his gaze leaving the eyes. Just pesta &p, - shrugged and looked towards his knees, began to sway from side to side lightly bumping each other after each cycle.
- Have you thought? - Tried to start otherwise. Find another way to approach towards the cloister was the mind of Milo. Not because it was unreadable, it was very obvious what was consumed by grief, but it did not allow anything to break into it, did not let their suffering distilled Force.
had been too attached to the invading harmful feelings. But being part of what Camus had left him, he would not let go. As the beautiful memories, encapsulatedand have joined the Force. Rejoice for them, train yourself to get rid of your selfishness .- But Milo once again became deaf.
"I want you back. I talk to him. How I can do? - Walked to the edge of his chair, folded his hands and fiddled with his fingers forward. Her eyes were hopeful and penetrating the largest heavy sigh.
"Not even you listening. What you want would not be suitable for either. For starters, you should learn something Camus. And for what you should be ready .-
- Ready ?...- spat bitterly, clearlyl knew mental healing to take the wonders of the Force, and that power fluíaa living through your consciousness with enviable ease, and was headed in the same way by Milo, which sank Ra quickly in a state of dazed stupor, giving sadly realized that he had not much time to experience the Force as ever.
He was partly embarrassed by it, but that feeling did not last in it. Any disappointment he had to himself was in the background when the darkness behind his eyelids was no longer silent.
"Milo" was a sound
a most illogical thing in the world. How could he somehow prevent what he had long coveted, what he had dreamed, and which could not live out their days in peace?
- What ?...- barely heard. But Camus did not need to hear his voice, were his thoughts that he read the mind of Milo playing while the Force was connected with it. He was one with his feelings in his desolation, with the gap growing inside her, with the miss who was running. All of which he was guilty.
"Do not you realize how youcuridad around you? "And that made it impossible to Camus the materialized in some way to Milo. With so much clutter around it atraíaa, the deceased Jedi was no way to approach it.
- What?! I do not care, come back! ... I need you! - Had to close my eyes and press the bases of the palms of their hands on them, because a tear dejaríaa no way out.
"I'm nothing without you ... - exhaled distressed, unable to accept that it was indeed his fault, so far he was in a balance, which Camus could not return to it, even fora time to see it.
"You are the light Milo."
Milo drew a wry smile on his lips, from your point of view, nothing could be more wrong than that statement. In those moments, he was not worth nothing, nothing important could be lost to the darkness that according to how Camus cried, it was consuming.
"challenged us all, always has been. You did lay on the Council on the rules, even to me ... I bow and made me love you. You do not know how grateful I am for that. "Milo could imagine the face of Camus, and a sweet smile on his fMLXC
And he would not end well.
"We'll be together in the end"
And Milo, in unconscious reflex movements weak nodded his head. He kept staring at the floor for some indeterminate time not recorded. Camus felt the presence of slowly leave, which drop of water that evaporates. Leaving it dry again.
And in this solitude, the minutes passed like centuries, making a couple of weeks feeling more than an infinity. But at least he fought. I had a hope, memories and knew he would make a lot more if it was onlypatient and held firm, loving as ever, clinging to all the good that he had left, allowing himself to smile from time to time casually, and even talking to him, convinced could hear, that was not really alone.
And of course, dreaming every day and every second thinking about it. It was an obsession that kept him alive, is prometíaa find himself again and so, at least had a goal in what would otherwise be a totally meaningless existence. Camus was the only sense, the only thing that held him to act. CHTML
XC Therefore, in this unusually dark night I awoke suddenly feeling mentally broken links, and with it a tremendous commotion in the Force, did not hesitate to get out of bed, putting on shoes with immediacy, and take the pair of laser swords kept in the nightstand.
turned on the TV in the news frequently, and knew that the moment had arrived. After looking out the window and witness the huge plume that rose to heaven from a dark Jedi Temple was difficult to recognize as such - on fire, under attack, crumbling - Milo confirmed this hunch that tickled in intean escape transport to the esplanade, where the primary disorder is arming.
However, a Force presence within the Temple ... had alerted him to go back inside, and hustle. Darth Vader was there, and Milo would not pass up this opportunity. Although he was at the bottom of the ships and escape pods, and escape would be relatively simple, should end this unresolved issue.
looked around quickly, and located quite close to Master Yoda, who continued by reflecting laser shots while other Jedi tried to address the few transports that had not been destroyed.e; LINKS Alex break minutes ago. The last time I felt in the upper levels of the temple. But then that connection disappeared from his mind, causing a squeeze your heart. Another relative link
breaking and a sob from Hallie, who had also seen the loss of Aioria reminded Milo did not have a second to waste. "Let .-
separated from Hallie and took her hand. He smiled sad but somehow comforting.
-Turn on your sword .- At once a vivid pink tubular flared. CHT; Oacute n, and he needed a resolution.
"Go out there and hide .- Hallie said, pointing to the passage of the garden a special place that few knew, and where the girl confided estaríaa safe. Use whatever I could not follow him.
"Wait until the dust settles, get out of here and forget you're a Jedi .- of watery green eyes nodded unresolved before, after a hug, give back to Milo and obeying his orders to march . Milo
immediately rushed into in the battle, giving constant twists and jumps, avoiding gunfire l & aacute; be and getting to stand after many other Jedi to fall before their eyes.
managed to disappear into one of the cobbled paths of the garden, and ran for the signing of force needed to extinguish with their own hands.
We found a small clearing where his ship had fallen, giving orders to his commanders and immediately noticed his arrival. Milo quickly received attention from what they assumed was a spiteful look after the black helmet visor.
And without delay, hoping to crush that kid that had hampered many previous occasionsRVO as his blood slowly began to emanate from the wound, but then quickly charged into the flow when Vader withdrew his sword, and after what was a sound similar to laughter from the whistle of his breathing mask , gave back the boy who would soon fall on their knees with a barely audible whimper. His watery eyes
turquoise
not lose sight of the bloody spot that grew in diameter as the seconds passed. His face also had some small stains, and glass droplet carrying always looked tarnished by an ugly red.
Finally, drowning while m & aacute; s trying to breathe, Milo dropped to his side, closed his eyes tightly and breathed a few times and can taste the blood that threw her throat. The main respiratory muscle function to be stopped completely sullied, and thereafter the decline was rapid.
tried to move, get her back in a position that did nothing to lessen his pain, but at least gave him a soothing view of the sky and mesmerizing dark ...
His inspirations became increasingly difficult, one lung was filled chore, providingbut air to survive, a sharp pain that caused a jump tears shamelessly hits your eyes, which extinguished her light second by second.
But more than physical, his condition originated when he realized that he could not revenge, to appreciate, if I looked askance at that dark layer away, waving triumphant grin. To lift his eyes to heaven and find it without a star. And two of the four moons that was once a glorious capital planet, shining on the sly, as if they knew of the tragedy that occurred that night was the legendary Jedi temple. And though Milo
not have this, and feel the opposite, it has notute n his brain gave him kindly as a farewell to that world. A comforting figure, eyes softened, a beautiful face he knew well and whose elegant factions had traveled with his lips many times, and now smiled warmly, while a ní see taking his bloody hand and pulled it out trying to lift. Milo
thought it was crazy. It was impossible to stand up now, was about to die, not strength left for anything. However, after an incredulous blinking, he saw himself away from his fallen body, inert between the large amount of blood that had spilled. C
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