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Requiem Aeternam by Elana (G)
Fandom: STAR WARS OT
Pairing: Gen
Length: 1,200 words
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Elana's Fanfiction.net Profile
Why this must be read:
This vignette gives us a glimpse of a side of the Rebel Alliance that we did not see in the movies. The Alliance did not have time for elaborate rituals or ceremonies, but they must have taken a few moments to remember the fallen after each battle and to honor that for which they had fought. Elana shows us two such brief ceremonies and Luke's participation in them, first on Yavin and then on Endor. This fic, although short, carries an emotional impact that resonates. The reader knows the details behind what happened, but the two brief scenes fit neatly into canon and add just a little bit of meaning to it. Highly recommended.
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Luke bowed his head, studying the curving trumpet shape and vibrant orange hues of the flower in his hand. He breathed its lush tropical scent. Ironic that this flower would represent Biggs' life, for surely nothing remotely like it had ever thought of growing on Tatooine. But the Rebel Alliance must make do with what it could find, even when it came to the ceremony for honoring the fallen, and Leia had told Luke that it had become their custom to use whatever beauty the planet they temporarily inhabited offered, whether that be faceted crystal, green bough, or coiled seashell. But flowers were preferred, and Yavin 4 had provided generously. The cluster of friends, family, and loved ones waiting to play their part in the ritual bloomed like a sunlit jungle clearing, a dozen vibrant shades topping the long stalks each participant clutched.
Luke turned his attention to the front of the vast hall, where Leia stood on the dais, an empty vase on a small table beside her. Later this assembly would rejoice, celebrating their victory. He would have a role in that portion of the day's events as well, to his pride and embarrassment. But first they must mourn the dead.
Leia had spoken these words before, and surely would again, many times, before their long struggle against the Empire was over. But this was the first time Luke had heard them.
"We gather here to remember those who have given their lives in the battle against tyranny. By their sacrifice, the day when the galaxy will once again know freedom and justice is brought closer to reality. Let us honor them for their courage, and hold their memory in our hearts, that we may never allow their deaths to be in vain. May the Force be with them, and may they rest in its peace forever."
Requiem Aeternam
Pairing: Gen
Length: 1,200 words
Author on LJ: Unknown
Author Website: Elana's Fanfiction.net Profile
Why this must be read:
This vignette gives us a glimpse of a side of the Rebel Alliance that we did not see in the movies. The Alliance did not have time for elaborate rituals or ceremonies, but they must have taken a few moments to remember the fallen after each battle and to honor that for which they had fought. Elana shows us two such brief ceremonies and Luke's participation in them, first on Yavin and then on Endor. This fic, although short, carries an emotional impact that resonates. The reader knows the details behind what happened, but the two brief scenes fit neatly into canon and add just a little bit of meaning to it. Highly recommended.
* * *
Luke bowed his head, studying the curving trumpet shape and vibrant orange hues of the flower in his hand. He breathed its lush tropical scent. Ironic that this flower would represent Biggs' life, for surely nothing remotely like it had ever thought of growing on Tatooine. But the Rebel Alliance must make do with what it could find, even when it came to the ceremony for honoring the fallen, and Leia had told Luke that it had become their custom to use whatever beauty the planet they temporarily inhabited offered, whether that be faceted crystal, green bough, or coiled seashell. But flowers were preferred, and Yavin 4 had provided generously. The cluster of friends, family, and loved ones waiting to play their part in the ritual bloomed like a sunlit jungle clearing, a dozen vibrant shades topping the long stalks each participant clutched.
Luke turned his attention to the front of the vast hall, where Leia stood on the dais, an empty vase on a small table beside her. Later this assembly would rejoice, celebrating their victory. He would have a role in that portion of the day's events as well, to his pride and embarrassment. But first they must mourn the dead.
Leia had spoken these words before, and surely would again, many times, before their long struggle against the Empire was over. But this was the first time Luke had heard them.
"We gather here to remember those who have given their lives in the battle against tyranny. By their sacrifice, the day when the galaxy will once again know freedom and justice is brought closer to reality. Let us honor them for their courage, and hold their memory in our hearts, that we may never allow their deaths to be in vain. May the Force be with them, and may they rest in its peace forever."
Requiem Aeternam