Peace and Sorrow, Full Circle: A Sakiko Story
19 BBY: The Jedi Temple, Coruscant
The deafening noise of rushing waterfalls was ironically a blissful quiet compared to the chaotic symphony of blaster bolts, grenade explosions, land and air transport engines, lightsaber hums along with the cries of droid servos and sentients' screams; the sounds of war. Sakiko Riyuuzaki sighed in deep relief, eyes closed in the Room of a Thousand Fountains, flushing all the memories of those horrid battles down with the waterfalls until they were nothing but bad dreams, and the serenity these halls provided cleansed her of the weariness and cares she had held while on the battlefield. There is no Emotion, there is Peace. There is no Ignorance, there is Knowledge. There is no Passion, there is Serenity. There is no Chaos, there is Harmony. There is no Death, there is the Force.
Sitting lazily, one leg dangling over the edge of the rocky cliff where she sat, overlooking one of the waterfalls or fountains as they were called, even the concerns and stre