Two days ago, on one of my walks, I came across the twisted, withered husk of a short desert plant that had grown in the shadows of a dusty rock formation. Yesterday I pass the same plant again and noticed it had flowered small white petals, flecked with dark grey.
This morning I was surprised to find the entire plant had vanished. Even though I knew some creature had probably eaten it, I felt a sense of loss that suprised me.
And I thought of Asajj Ventress.
The life and legend of Obi Wan Kenobi.