Return of the Prodigal Son

Rembrandt The Return of the Prodigal Son Painting
Return of the Prodigal Son
Samson And Delilah
seated nude
Spring Breeze

Weakly he found himself stumbling clear, his eyes watering not entirely from thesmoke. Half blinded, he staggered over to the exterior entrance to the garage. Ittoo was burning. But perhaps they managed to escape in the other landspeeder. "Aunt Beru…Uncle Owen!" It was difficult to make out much of anythingthrough the eye-stinging haze. Two smoking shapes showed down the tunnel, barelyvisible through tears and haze. They almost looked like— He squinted harder,wiping angrily at his uncooperative eyes. No. Then he was spinning away, falling to his stomach and burying his face in thesand so he wouldn't have to look anymore. The tridimensional solid screen filled one wall of the vast chamber from floor toceiling. It showed a million star systems. A tiny portion of the galaxy, but animpressive display nonetheless when exhibited in such a fashion. Below, far below, the huge shape of Darth Vader stood flanked on one side byGovernor Tarkin and on the other by Admiral Motti and General Tagge, their privateantagonisms forgotten in the awesomeness of this moment. "The final checkout is complete." Motti informed them. "All systems areoperational." He turned to the others. "What shall be the first course we set?" Vader appeared not to have heard as he mumbled softly, half to himself, "She hasa surprising amount of control. Her resistance to the interrogator is considerable."He glanced down at Tarkin. "It will be some time before we can extract any usefulinformation from her."