I took the occasion as an excuse to whip up some Ahsoka Tano fanart. I LOVE this character! She was fantastic in the Rebels season two finale. (If you like Star Wars and cartoons, please check out Rebels. It’s really good and deserves more love.)
Era: OT Characters: Ahsoka Tano, Anakin Skywalker Words: 1,109
There had been a pervasive darkness, faint but tenacious, ever since the fall of the Republic. Ahsoka had grown used to it, living with the feeling day in and day out, to the point where she couldn’t remember life without it.
Then, for it to be gone all of a sudden—just gone—without warning or fanfare, jarred her so strongly she grabbed the console next to her for support. It was as if an earthquake had cleared away all the smog, and she just stood there in the clear air, realizing that this is how it should’ve been all along.
Ahsoka stood in the control room with Commander Sato and the others in his rebellion cell, overseeing operations in the joint assault on the second Death Star. They all continued about their business plotting fighter squadrons on the maps or communicating with the boots on the ground. No one else had felt the shift.
A humming pulse, the very essence of the Force, pulled at Ahsoka’s chest. The connection she’d not felt—refused to feel—for more years than she could remember. The Force she’d pushed into a niche in her own life, to use on her own terms and at her own convenience contrary to whatever its intentions might’ve been, was circulating through her body once more, setting her alight with feelings of nostalgia and freedom.