New Viggie: When Dawn Comes

Yesterday I found a bunch of new stories I'd written within the past couple of years and forgotten about them! Here's the first one, a very short viggie/drabble:

When Dawn Comes

There was a time when Padmé found sunrise on Coruscant beautiful. Not to the same degree as on Naboo, of course, but the sight of the sun's rays peeking through the skyscrapers was a spectacle unto itself.

Now, there was a sadness with that beauty, for if dawn wasn't lonely, it was the setting for yet another farewell to her beloved.

It would begin with Anakin rising from their bed while it was still dark and it would end like this, in the foyer of her penthouse or on the veranda.

She couldn't bear to pry her arms from around his waist any more than he could bear to release his hands from her face. They couldn't bear to break their sad but loving gazes, even if it was so he could touch his lips to hers in a farewell kiss.

Their kiss deepened, neither one of them wanting it to end. Their tongues touched and he pulled her to him even tighter. The sunlight shone across the veranda like a spy peering on the secret lovers. The light made them self-aware and their passionate embrace ended.

"Quickly, before someone sees you," Padmé whispered. She withdrew from him first. Nodding reluctantly, he let her go and strode toward his ship.

"I love you. I'll be back soon," he said.

She waved and blew a kiss to him. He leapt into the ship's open cockpit and powered on the engines. He looked at her one last time before vanishing into Coruscant's traffic.

She was alone, a breeze rustling her gown.

Th'End