#basically one long panic attack interspersed with bouts of gothic sensibility

[dashedwithromance]

BRUTUS IS AN HONOURABLE MAN — iii

this is where the fun begins (:

The war was, after three long and brutal years, finally over. A small part of her, selfish and scared and a coward deep down, wished it wasn’t.

If it wasn’t, maybe she would still have a home. Anakin would be alive and she could come home to him, be welcomed and loved in return.

[The war ends, not without sacrifice. In the ruins, a terrible secret is revealed that changes everything. How do you reconcile the brother you loved with the man who slaughtered innocents? Does the red on his loving hands rub off? Are you stained forever?]