Anakin was still alive in Obi-Wan’s mind. Obi-Wan was engaged with him so intensely that he expected his apprentice to walk over one of those shifting sand dunes and grin at him again. Or scowl. He’d take anything. Any mood, any defiance. Just to see him again.
The Last One Standing (2006), a short story by Jude Watson
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This one seems to be completely unavailable anywhere on the Internet and I’m sad about it