Dance Me to the End of Love

Dance Me to the End of Love
Evening Mood painting
female nude reclining
flaming june painting
Hey, cut that out," Leia brushed the weapon away with annoyance. That wasall she needed now—to be skewered by a teddy bear. More gently, she added:"I'm not going to hurt you." Gingerly, she stood up, testing her legs. The Ewok backed away with caution. "Don't be afraid," Leia tried to put reassurance into her voice. "I just want tosee what happened to my bike here." She knew the more she talked in this tone, themore at ease it would put the little creature. Moreover, she knew if she was talking,she was doing okay. Her legs were a little unsteady, but she was able to walk slowly over to thecharred remains of the speeder, now lying in a half-melted pile at the base of thepartially blackened tree. Her movement was away from the Ewok, who, like a skittish puppy, took this asa safe sign and followed her to the wreckage. Leia picked the Imperial scout's laserpistol off the ground; it was all that was left of him. "I think I got off at the right time," she muttered.