Shadow and Light Diana and MaceVindaloo The shadows hide many sins. It is the natural place to be, behind and under, just out of reach. Always I stand between the cleansing sun and light and my shadow. It's as if the evil in me is in him. Could it be the feelings I have, the feelings which make my master admonish, be mindful, my padawan ... I am his padawan. He knows I am good, but he knows the evil in me. The shadow in my goodness. Perhaps that is not what he sees. Perhaps he is seeing the goodness in my shadow? He is my master, he is a powerful man, he is fair and just. He would not admonish me for my evil. He would reward me for my good. I know him. It is his weakness, perhaps. The love of his own master, now long dead on that planet where my love awaits me. I turn toward a cluster of stars, knowing she can feel me, my secret love. My light, my goodness, yet the deepest and darkest of secrets. Light ... dark ... good ... evil. They are not arguements on either side of a line. They are intertwined, sometimes peacefully coexisting and sometimes grappling for domination. Where does death take over? When does life end? Does love ever end? It must, because it must start. Where do I start? Where does my shadow end? My master, my wife, my master's master -- all good, all hopeful, all trusting. All believing in me. All relying on me. The good me. Not my shadow. Yet my shadow is more me. Every day, I am less. Every day, my shadow and I grapple in the lover's dance of growth and maturity and domination of our fate. Today, I win. But tomorrow, perhaps he will. And if he does am I then his shadow? If I cannot be between him and the sun, between him and the stars, between him and my darkness, what will happen to my master, my wife, my master's master, my me mine, I will cease to be me. Will I ever be good if I lose this battle? Can I be good if I can't feel the light? If my shadow blocks me hides me buries me. The shadows hide evil, or rather protects it, like I must protect my good my strength my love, save me from my shadow. I will hide, deep, far away so my shadow does not know. He cannot find me. Only love will find me, save me, absolve me, redeem me. My love, my good. He will not find me, my shadow will not know. For a Jedi knows not love. Ergo he will never know. From my shadow, myself, I hide ... Disclaimer: All content is made up, and no profit or lucre is expected, solicited, advocated or paid. This is all just for fun. Any comments, please e-mail the author or WOOKIEEhut directly. Flames will be ignored. Characters and situations are based on those which are the property of LucasFilms Ltd., Bantam Publishing, Random House, and their respective original owners and developers. The rest is this story's author's own fault. This story may not be posted anywhere without the author's knowledge, consent, and permission. This story is presented by Wookieehut.com.