It�s Raining on Prom Night
Lucid Lady
It was raining again. Not that he cared. It was just that it was the only
sound that registered to him these days.
It was ironic really. He could drown out Coruscant�s continues
traffic. He could drown out the loud couple next door. Hell, he could even
drown out his commanding officer during mission briefings. But he couldn�t
drone out the rain.
Maybe it was because he reminded of her. A woman, who was torn by
inner conflict, yet was resilient, strong, and stubborn despite it all. A woman
who possessed turbulent eyes and an even more turbulent soul.
He had met her at a crossroad. A crossroad in life for both him and
her. He had been on the edge, two steps away from the end of his career as a
pilot. She had been in the process of being reborn, turning from all she had
known and embracing what was right.
And he had loved her. He still loved her. He would continue to
love her. He only hoped that he would someday be able to tell her so.
