swiftsnowmane: (Vaderkin - Twilight of the Apprentice)



The most astounding thing about the music that accompanies Anakin’s fall is how sorrowful it is. Even as his ‘dark deeds’ unfold, Williams’ score is more mournful than ever. We are meant to weep for Anakin and for those who love him. For the Jedi and for the Republic. Because what is happening to this beautiful young man is the manifestation of what has happened—of what Sidious, and through him, the Dark Side, has done—to the galaxy itself.


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swiftsnowmane: (Vaderkin - Twilight of the Apprentice)

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The s2 finale of Star Wars: Rebels was *the* Star Wars event of the year for me, the catalyst that sent me hurtling back into a fandom that I had distanced myself from for a long time. This episode single-handedly rekindled my love for Star Wars at a very dark time when I’d thought I had lost it forever.

Nothing can ever capture the tumult of emotion and the intensity of feeling I experienced while watching the now-iconic confrontation between Ahsoka Tano and Darth Vader. My heart exploded; my soul ascended. The moment Ahsoka slices open Vader’s mask is etched upon my memory forevermore: Vader, brought to his knees, and the voice of Anakin Skywalker, calling out the name of his beloved former apprentice.

Nothing can replicate it, and nothing can ever compare to it. But these five incredible fanworks sure come close.


 

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swiftsnowmane: (Vaderkin - Twilight of the Apprentice)

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Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader is one of my favourite fictional characters of all time, and thus it's no surprise that attempting to choose only five pieces for this list proved a rather...difficult challenge. In the end, I decided to try a more liminal approach. While both of his dual identities are fascinating in their own right (Vader, his tormented prison; Anakin, his True Self, and the identity that we all long for him to reclaim), when it comes to artistic depictions, I find that this character is often at his most visually compelling when the two intertwine.

The following are five pieces that I feel capture the intermingling of and/or inner conflict between Anakin and Vader. (These are but a taste of the many beautiful works of art I’ve encountered this year; for more, see the tag on my blog here.)


 

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swiftsnowmane: (Vaderdala - please wait for me)
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"I will safe keep your good heart, Dear One, until you are ready for its return."

- Vader's Dream by Kirk Reinert




Herein lie enshrined the five Anidala/Vaderdala fan vids that I viewed most this year. Prepare thyself for feels.


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In loving memory of Carrie Fisher (1956-2016)

a gift from the incredible @master–burglar, to soothe our hearts and lift our spirits.

Thank you so much, my dear friend.

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"Nothing is ever really over...just over there."

- Carrie Fisher
swiftsnowmane: (Vaderkin - Twilight of the Apprentice)




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Someone on tumblr recently asked me if I was still watching Rebels, and, if so, what were my thoughts on Season 3 thus far. Well, as of the mid-season finale at least, I'm still enjoying it. I wasn’t sure what to expect after Twilight of the Apprentice in terms of the direction of the show, but thus far I think they have handled things fairly well. Overall, the tone feels a little bit different, but that is expected as the stakes continue to get higher.

 

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swiftsnowmane: (Anidala - The Arena)




"You see the echo of where it's all is going to go. It's like poetry, they rhyme." - George Lucas



Now *this* is the TRUE Skywalker saga right here, folks. And it always will be. After all, "it is already over. Nothing can be done to change it." :')
swiftsnowmane: (Vaderkin - Twilight of the Apprentice)
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This story happened a long time ago in a galaxy far, far away. It is already over. Nothing can be done to change it.

It is a story of love and loss, brotherhood and betrayal, courage and sacrifice and the death of dreams. It is a story of the blurred line between our best and our worst.

It is the story of the end of an age.

A strange thing about stories—

Though this all happened so long ago and so far away that words cannot describe the time or the distance, it is also happening right now. Right here.

It is happening as you read these words.

This is how twenty-five millennia come to a close. Corruption and treachery have crushed a thousand years of peace. This is not just the end of a republic; night is falling on civilization itself.

This is the twilight of the Jedi.

The end starts now.
— Matthew Stover, Revenge of the Sith
swiftsnowmane: (Bethyl - we should burn it down)
 



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Her heart shook with the thunderous truth of it: the world had fallen long before the turning, long before the hungry dead had risen up to devour those who dared yet live. It had not been the hissing of the Serpent, that whispered temptation in the Garden, nor the blinking, bewildered emergence from the forested Paradise. It had not even been the first slaying of kin, brother betraying brother. No, the world had been plunged into darkness the moment man had first placed his fellow man—and woman—in chains.

Bodies and minds, subjugated. Free will, stolen. Man had set his brother into bondage, and in doing so, had imprisoned himself. She’d never been in jail, she’d told him once. She hadn’t realized, hadn’t understood, that long before they had stepped behind those barbed fences, long before they had sheltered within those shadowed halls, they had all been prisoners. Humanity had shackled itself, long ago.

For the first time, she questioned her certainty in the injustice of this unleashed hell. For the first time, she wondered if the world was merely getting what it deserved.

There’s still good people.

No, she corrected herself. There’s only him, now.

swiftsnowmane: (Unicorn at the Fountain)



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With my darling Opal in the churchyard of our new village

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 Hey folks... I know I disappeared again, but things got a bit hectic around midsummer and then just....never slowed down. And after the whole Brexit thing utterly broke my heart, I sort of went into hiding for a while in fandom-land and hoped I never had to resurface again to the real world. (Of course, haha, the real world came calling again all too swiftly, but hey.... I tried. ;)



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swiftsnowmane: (Vaderkin - Twilight of the Apprentice)

Or, why TFA makes no sense in the context of the Prequels and the Original Trilogy

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There is something incredibly unique about Anakin Skywalker as a character: this fascinating blend of hero, victim, and villain, and how the interplay of fate, destiny, character flaws, divided loyalties, tragic decisions, and the machinations of others leads to such great pain, loss, and evil…for himself, and for an entire galaxy. How he, as Vader, becomes both physically and mentally enslaved, suspended in an almost carbonite-like stasis and cyclical mindset for decades, until his final act of free will, spurred on by his latent, powerful love for his son, sets him—and them all—free.

In the wake of TFA, I feel the need to explain why I find Anakin’s entire arc (his fall and redemption) so important—nay, essential—to the overall message of the Star Wars saga, and why, thus far, the entire premise of the sequels feels like such an insult to all that has come before—especially in light of the nature of both Anakin’s tragic tale and Luke’s heroic journey.

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swiftsnowmane: (Anakin Skywalker)



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Clouds lifted from his heart: clouds of Jabiim, of Aargonar, of Kamino, of even the Tusken camp.
For the first time in too many years he felt young: as young as he really was.

Young, and free, and full of light.


— Matthew Stover, Revenge of the Sith


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Circles

Jul. 16th, 2016 04:04 pm
swiftsnowmane: (Ahsoka - Snow Outfit)
 aka, my Ahsoka & Anakin/Vader song



In my mind, this is Ahsoka singing to Anakin...as himself, her beloved master during the Clone Wars, and as Vader, her 'enemy'; at whose side she nonetheless vows to remain, symbolically, forevermore.


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England

Jun. 24th, 2016 04:18 pm
swiftsnowmane: (Unicorn at the Fountain)



you were meant to be

my home away

from home

my new Jerusalem,

hallowed hills, and hidden hollows

where far-seeking feet did walk

since ancient times,

but a FEARFUL land 

is never as green

as it seems

nor as pleasant.

this dark, dividing mill

you have set in motion

has broken our hearts

destroyed our hopes

and sundered our souls.

but wheels, like Fortune, turn;

may it grind your hate to dust,

your shame to grit and sand

and may it, dying, burn

to rain down as ash and soot upon

these lonely, clouded hills,

scattering the bleating lambs

frenzied in their blindness,

so that maybe, someday

a people worthy 

to wield the bow

of burning gold–worthy

of the sword in my hand, 

of the chariot of fire, 

will rise–

will stand

will reach out 

to those who dwell

on even the most distant shore

and walk together 

as one heart, one soul

to love, only love

and hate no more

upon a green and FEARLESS land. 


 

swiftsnowmane: (SanSan - bubug)
 

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I could keep you safe by bubug

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The illustrious bubug (Magdalena) has done it again! Already I am honoured to have this exquisite piece by her as the cover art for my Bethyl fanfiction, Between the Fire and the Sky. But now, at long last, I present this stunning illustration of one of my most beloved pairings, Sansa Stark and Sandor Clegane from George R.R. Martin's A Song of Ice and Fire. Faithful representations of these characters as described in the book series (as opposed to the tv show) are becoming more and more rare these days, and so I tasked bubug with capturing my headcanon for them as closely as possible. This is intended to be a depiction of them together in a possible future reunion scenario. For a more thorough explanation of the symbolism and meaning behind this piece, see my post here.

swiftsnowmane: (Bethyl - we should burn it down)
 
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"Perhaps such secrets, the secrets of everyone, were only expressed when the person laboriously dragged them into the light of the world, imposed them on the world, and made them a part of the world’s experience. Without this effort, the secret place was merely a dungeon in which the person perished; without this effort, indeed, the entire world would be an uninhabitable darkness; and she saw, with a dreadful reluctance, why this effort was so rare."

- James Baldwin, Another Country

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