across the stars [p]

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[div style="text-align: justify;"]It was a moonless night. Anakin glowed best at that time. He looked nearly solid, his robes matching the monochromatic blue of his figure. The lion sat alone, placed on the water of the Starpool. He didn’t disturb it and nature didn’t disturb him. The lion looked up at the night sky, admiring the stars.

His form looked young and strong. His main was large and luscious, as it puffed out from under his robe and consumed his head and neck. Maybe he looked better without them?
Anakin only looked this way because that’s how he wanted the clan to see him. He didn’t want them to see an old lion with no diginity to his appearance and no legs.

None of that mattered now. The sky was pretty.

"SPEECH"

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