Chapter 18.-My light goes
He was standing at the foot of the bed, he noticed freshly bathed, was dressed and slowly brushing her long, wet hair. I looked at him smiling, thereby receiving since he opened his eyes. Milo
yawned as lazily sat up. In what it took to sit Camus had already walked to the side of the bed and when he had once stood to answer the little kiss he was sued.
- Do you have to go? - Asked when they parted, warned in some way by how earlythe obvious goal of Vader, and know that Milo would walk with her all night, almost made an instant falter Camus.
-Milo, I beg you walked ..- it took him by the shoulders, ready to beg, ready to kneel if necessary, to keep out. But he broke in, put your index finger on his lips and said, "No
start with this again. Do not want to fight. I'll be there, and that's all .- After the ruling Camus dropped his shoulders, heartbroken. Milo ignored him and passed him. He went to the closet and pulled out a shirt, pants chose them fored in so far as he did at that time.
A Jedi shall not know anger. Or hatred. No love.
He had already experienced enough of all that only in the last twenty-four hours. His days were full of emotions that were supposed to be replaced by the most pure peace.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
- Camus! - The shrill voice freed him from his reverie making him look up. Observed with deadpan as Padawan curly dark hair came running to her side and without restraint, took her hand to start pulling withthe end of the day was not much distance to the office of that Jedi ... Camus certainly be lost.
Thanks. I'll go see it. Goodbye, Hallie .- with a tiny smile goodbye to her, who outlined a much broader and brighter.
"Goodbye, Camus .- said and when he turned his back more, and then turned on their heels to start a new career in search of his Master, who had a practice sword ; be pending. Meanwhile
Camus was Yoda's office, whose door had to undecided. I was not sure you want to hear the always wise but sometimes frustrantes advice of the elderly.
Once the door slid and Camus entered the room, found the meditation master, for your little surprise. Silent walked to a seat where you sat and waited. Yoda speak I knew where considered necessary.
As that time came, Camus tried to imitate, and meditation. When it sank in such concentrations in the company of Yoda, he could usually deeper insights and revealing. He closed his eyes and opened his mind, needing to see an alternate future in coming presentándosele premonicions.
But like all his previous attempts, this also proved fruitless, and also interrupted by the voice of the old Jedi worn. I
-Reconsidered
on include you in this mission .- Camus opened his eyes, perhaps too much extension. Did not expect those words, and quickly began to ponder whether something about his behavior had caused that doubt in the Master Yoda.
- Your opinion about what is it? - Took his bastóny laboriously stood up to walk toward him. Camus shook his head in response.
-Siento that is the will of the Force that I'll be there tonight ... - muttered, frowning, and looking dull that Yoda is not in receipt so that their concerns are directed to Milo, knowing that he would attend , and therefore, Camus could not stop visiting. By no means let him alone.
The Jedi do not listen to the advice of the Force, due to the dark side.
And as Camus's answer seems attached to this provision, its origin was clearly subjective. Yoda
squinted while analyzing the maelstrom of feelings that the Force did fluctuate around the young. The wrinklesta under the sac-like garment he wore. Then mounted the platform and boarded the cruise ship that brought them to the Senate building, where the first floor lounge and met countless people. Milo and Padmé
entered
linking arms as they did with most of the senators, colleagues and acquaintances from high ranks flew to submit their greetings and compliments, or in the particular case of the girl, her dismay n the recent attacks against him.
So, shaking hands of people who only knew by newspapers or news, and smiling vacantly, Milo scanned the place with their satgone, and immediately confirmed the presence of Jedi Knights in the classroom. Focusing a little more, he could even locate them specifically in the crowd, though all were disguised as civilians.
but did not stop for such a task. He specifically wanted a picture of strength that seemed to attract as power cables to mynocks.
His turquoise eyes and inquisitive rose to travel the long balcony framing the enormous interior room a few feet above the ground. And finally found him, standing beside one of the windows which not coincidentally was the least enlightened of alls, dressed in an elegant yet discreet, and keeping a low profile as a good sentinel should. Knowing
observed and feeling the intensity that always exuded Milo Force, Camus turned his eye unmoved the exact point where both eyes were hooked challenging distance. Milo could ensure that he had smiled, and he of course I was doing.
a grip on her arm to turn called his atencióny Milo was not found with anything new. Padmé smiled politely and talked with a small group of guests who seemed hab & eacshrugged before taking her hand and waist.
"Nothing .- With few exceptions, it does not suit him too much politics.
They exchanged whispers as they danced. Milo wondered Leia Amidala while mucking about Camus, Milo extracting further information, beautiful smiles, as he always spoke of that.
sighed missing him tremendously but not far away. Camus actually watched carefully dancing, and unavoidably, Amidala envied place at the time.
But it would not do it for mucho longer. After a couple of tracks, Bail Organa approached the couple and stole the senator relieving Milo, who made sure the senator from Alderaan reliable, and used to get away from the area where most crowd , or focused, and reach the stylized steps that led to the solitary balustrade.
addition of a few who were up for a short walk and a leaning to the city, that part of the place was almost empty. This is extremely convenient for the boy blue loops, comidió not rush in his footsteps until she came to another young man of impenetrable eyes zafgo away.
Milo smiled, and in that time all prudent circumspection with which Camus claiming to deal collapsed, and his lips curled hopelessly to one side, while his head slightly bent, defeated by a smile.
"You look great .- Milo said, approaching Masy taking a look around before you put your hands on the waist of Camus, and push away the piece he needed to give her back against wall and part of a huge window frame.
Thanks. You too ...- and letting their guard down, forgetting his duty moments, put his hands on the shoulders of Milo and approxim ó your body mass he, to feel the warmth radiating. After craned, challenging the few inches that surpassed the other man to achieve the ambitious goal of his lips. Milo
more confidently pushed against him to join their torsos. Adjusted the grip on his waist while squeezing and caressing Jedi hugged his neck, calling for further expressive kiss they shared. Camus gave a little gemidito when Milo's tongue began exploring her mouth with family and effusively grateful, and the faint sound very much pleased the other. He sighed and reached securamp; iacute; to were prepared. They located
Padmé, surrounded by his bodyguards and bridesmaids. Continued with the visual analysis that lasted at most a few seconds, even feeling that had arisen in slow motion, until a shadowy figure fell behind ú last droids attack and fanned the mess with their presence.
It did not take more, and simultaneously search after an encouraging look from one who was beside him, both jumped swiftly leaving behind the balcony planting himself in the midst of battle, firing their isá. Do not wait for Milo, who tried to follow but he looked distracted when a wounded Jedi crossed his path, seeking their support to end the row of droids who followed him.
were minutes late for those who eternally curse.
When he had got rid of those now, turned quickly to locate two luminances tubular, white and red, which continuously and aggressively crashing against each other. Quickly rushed into the hall where Camus and Vader insists, engaged in a heated fight. A few feet before them Senator Amidala and her companions pretendian advantage of the intervention of Camus and forth to flee.
But they were more noble intentions of the young Jedi, his opponent had very clear goals that night reached. Padme
permitiríaa not escape again. The thirst for revenge by the woman he loved and from their point view him, betrayed him, moved him with fury, and agility in your enviable despair.
Camus knew only take positive feelings, like a Jedi, concerns and anger did not help anything. But the overwhelming hatred that gave off the Sith stunned him, and perceiving canormal your chest and continue on to a difficult breathing. His pierced lung would soon collapse and your entire body began to decay due to unstoppable bleeding. Milo
placed a hand on that horrible wound, trying in vain to stop the menguamiento of Camus. But unfortunately tasted good, though he refused to accept that Camus and it was further away than it appeared.
-There .. the dead
- No! Hush! - Shook his head, closing his eyes tightly and let out tears thicker, who appeared &this beat.
-Camus, do not you dare ... do not ever forgive you! - Milo yelled, driven by frustration that pervaded indescribable. Hair tightly imprisoned his neck and hid her hand before the wound ran down her cheek, leaving the trail of blood soaking his fingers on that lucid skin.
"Milo .." Camus called by the thread link left between them. Got to why the afflicted boy lifted enough to see his face.
And there was his vision, Milo indescribable suffering and cryingz control seizures at his crying made him succumb. Camus tried to raise his hand to touch the face of Milo, but not having sufficient forces to achieve was the same tan-skinned boy who took the hand of the dying Jedi and went first to his lips, kissing for U.S. ; last time the scar found on the palm, and then leave her on her cheek, wanting to advance that touch volveríaa never enjoy, and it was so remote fríoy at the time.
"And I love you ..." whimpered, just pudiéndolo see from his eyes misting. "I love you, I love you!, I love you! -desperate said before approaching, take his pale lips in the most awkward, scared, and trembling with kisses, and finally once again imprison him in his arms, possessive, stubborn, unwilling to let him go .
-Do not leave me ... - murmured appealingly, and cried shot when he answered him with a delicate sigh, and nothing else.
And then the mental link that always united in a single soul was abruptly shattered. Milo pulled
haltingly but felt air inhaled poison. Camus would have been who had just died, but he himself sinted destroyed, every cell of his being seemed to scream torn, his eyes were felt to be driven out of their sockets by the torrent of burning tears, and his heart cried pointedly by what made him beat, and that he had been so hideous and abruptly taken away.
pain has faded, unable to stand it anymore. Collapsed unconscious on the inert body of Camus, even hugging. And it was further witnessed the tremendous chaos continued to develop around them, to be enough to end that boiled unbearable in its emptiness. CHT
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