Dance Me to the End of Love

Dance Me to the End of Love
Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
Trembling, he stood above Vader, the point of his glowing blade at the DarkLord's throat. He wanted to destroy this thing of Darkness, this thing that was oncehis father, this thing that was…him. Suddenly the Emperor was there, looking on, chuckling with uncontrollable,pleased agitation. "Good! Kill him! Your hate has made you powerful! Now,fulfill your destiny and take your father's place at my side!" Luke stared at his father beneath him, then at the Emperor, then back at Vader.This was Darkness—and it was the Darkness he hated. Not his father, not even theEmperor. But the Darkness in them. In them, and in himself. And the only way to destroy the Darkness way to renounce it. For good and all.He stood suddenly erect, and made the decision for which he'd spent his life inpreparation.