A Temporary Farewell

Hello friends!

Alas, I come to you all on this day with sorrowful yet necessary news. I implore you all to forgive my wretchedness…okay so maybe I have been reading too much Homer! 😁

Any who, friends…I must admit that it is true. Until the end of April, I am taking a much needed blog hiatus, a temporary farewell. My school load is increasing as I approach the end of the year, and I have to focus on my studies.

I apologize, friends, as I realize that I have disappeared from my blog since Valentine’s day. Essays and long reading assignments are to blame, and I must gain the high ground! 😄

However, do not fear it is only temporal, and I shall return with a post on WandaVision straight away, which I must is say is quite fascinating! Also, by that time the Falcon and Winter Soldier show will also be coming to a close, so I will hope to provide you all with excellent content when I return.

I wish you all a wonderful rest of the Lent and Easter season, and I will see you all at the end of April!

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😉

Thanks Kevin! 😄

Fan Fiction – Revenge of the Master – Chapter 3

Hello Friends! I realize that I have not posted anything in over three weeks, and I apologize whole heartedly. School and university classes have started up once again in full force. I have had little to no time to write anything at all, but thankfully, this Sunday evening I have carved out a little to time to post something for you all. However, since I don’t have a whole lot of time, I have decided to post a chapter of my Fan Fiction for you all to enjoy.

I promise that my post on Attack of the Clones is coming soon, but it will just take me a little more time. Thank you all for understanding!

Any who, without further ado, I present chapter three of Revenge of the Master that I have titled, From Cruiser to Coruscant. Enjoy! 😄

The Doctor, Amy, Rory, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and the Chancellor were roughly being marched to General Grievous’s command deck. Amy and Rory fell into stride with the Doctor at the back of group.

“Doctor, why would the Tardis leave us behind?” Amy whispered softly, close to his ear.

“Yeah—she’s never done that before. She always so—you know—reliable,” Rory added also in a muffled whisper.

“I don’t know…but she would only leave if forced too. It doesn’t make any sense,” the Doctor paused and squinted in deep thought. “But…when we landed, I scanned the area and found high levels of time energy. Perhaps there has been a misalignment in time—or worse, a fracture.”

The Doctor suddenly looked at them both and broad smile on his face.

Who knows?” he chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. “We’ll just have to find out.”

They were marched into the command deck where the cyborg General Grievous stood awaiting them.

“Ah…yes…the negotiator. General Kenobi…we’ve been expecting you…” Grievous announced in a scratchy, automated, yet humanistic voice. “That wasn’t much of a rescue.”

“And…” before he could continue, he erupted into a series of wheezing coughs. Rory frantically pulled his shirt up to cover his nose and mouth, apparently afraid to catch some kind of space disease. Amy glanced at him and rolled her eyes. 

Grievous continued walking forward, “Anakin Skywalker. I was expecting someone with your reputation to be a bit…older.”

“Well that’s not very nice, you oversized…puffy…bully,” Amy managed, trying her best to sound threatening, but her Scottish accent was not in the least helping.

“Nice,” Rory mumbled.

The Doctor laughed under his breath.

“We have a job to do, Mrs. Pond. Try not to upset him,” Obi-Wan reprimanded. He was clearly exasperated.

“Your lightsabers will make a fine addition to my collection,” Grievous wheezed, placing Anakin’s and Obi-Wan’s lightsabers into the pockets of his large cloak.

“Not this time. And this time, you won’t escape,” Obi-Wan said.

“R2,” Anakin called out.

At that precise moment R2 let out a blast of electricity, catching Grievous and his protectors off guard. Obi-Wan spun and telekinetically attracted his lightsaber, sending it flying into his hands from the inside of the Cyborg’s cloak. He made quick work of freeing his and Anakin’s bonds. Both Jedi knights were now armed and ready to strike.

“Crush them—make them suffer!” General Grievous snarled, enraged. His guards leapt into action.

Rory grabbed Amy and pulled her down as the fighting commenced while the Doctor joined the Jedis, disabling battle droids left and right with his Sonic Screwdriver. Obi-Wan and Anakin quickly destroyed the higher-ranking droids.

“Rory…look,” Amy murmured in his ear, pointing behind them, where the Chancellor was being dragged away by two battle droids.

In a second she was out of Rory’s grasp, wrenching a blaster out of a disabled battle droid’s hand.  

“Amy…” Rory mouthed after her. He hesitated for only a second before sprinting after her.

He reached her just as she blasted one of the two battle droids into oblivion.

“Hey…whoa!” the other droid screeched as Rory bonked it on the head then kicked it into a corner.

Amy helped the Chancellor to his feet. He nodded his thanks as he turned to watch the engaging battle that lay before them.

Anakin finished off the guard that was becoming alarmingly close to them. He turned to see his Master, preparing to engage Grievous. He sprinted back to where they were battling it out. But it was too late, Grievous had the high ground…

“You lose, General Kenobi,” He proclaimed jamming a spear into the window that surrounded the command deck.

The window shattered and the suction of space grabbed at them. Amy and Rory held onto each other while holding onto the Chancellor, who had quite the firm grip on a chair for such an old man.

“Hold on, Ponds!” The Doctor hollered while holding onto a control panel. He “sonicked” it, and a large shutter closed over the shattered window and the suction of space released it grasp.

Grievous had flown out of the window but had shot his grappling hook onto the side of the ship. Thus, he had managed to escape, or rather survive.

Obi-Wan and Anakin finished off the last straggling battle droids that had survived while the rest of the command deck crew fled for their lives.

“Well done, my friend,” Obi-Wan averred, walking over to the Doctor and patting him on the back.

Alarm bells sounded.

“Master, all the escape pods have been launched,” Anakin conveyed, annoyance plain on his face.

Obi-Wan shook his head.

“Grievous…can you fly a cruiser like this?” He asked Anakin in angst.

“You mean, do I know how to land what’s left of this thing?”


“Well, under the circumstances, I’d say my ability to pilot this thing is irrelevant,” He concluded and glanced at Obi-Wan indecisively. “Strap yourselves in.”  

The Doctor, Amy, Rory, the Chancellor, and Obi-Wan obeyed his order instantly without a moment’s hesitation.

“Open all hatches, extend all flaps, and drag fins,” Anakin directed.

The Doctor once again used his sonic screwdriver, from where he was strapped in, to execute Anakin’s command.

The ship jerked and shook, then suddenly it jolted them so violently that they all would have flown forwards if it had not been for their seatbelts. Amy held tightly to Rory’s hand. R2 beeped out an “uh-oh” as the back end of the ship broke away leaving only the first half of the ship to land, that is, if it still could be called a ship.

“We lost something,” Anakin muttered apprehensively.

“Not to worry…we are still flying half a ship,” Obi-Wan said, apparently trying to lift the mood…to no avail.  

As they entered Coruscant’s atmosphere at an almost deadly speed, the ship began to burn, smoking on all sides and would have surely crashed if it had not been for Anakin’s skillful piloting.

The Doctor had his hands placed on his head in a position of anxiety. Although he was desperately attempting to keep himself calm, his eyes were slightly wide, his heart was beating nearly two hundred miles per hour, and his stomach was in his throat.   

Rory noticed the fire and smoke with terror. Hastily he covered his eyes with one hand and grasped Amy’s hand in the other, believing that this was the end. “It had been a nice life…a beautiful life,” he thought to himself, ready to take his last breaths with Amy. Of course, he was being completely over dramatic as usual.

“Steady,” Obi-Wan said to Anakin, but he had said this mostly to keep himself calm, for he had never really been fond of space travel.

Amy shut her eyes tight and gripped Rory’s hand tighter. She had always hated when the Tardis landed, but this was even worse.

“Fire ships on the left and right,” Obi-Wan added, pointing to the two ships that had just come alongside them. “Landing strip, straight ahead.”

“Were coming in to hot!” Anakin mumbled, shaking his head.

The ship hit the landing strip with a lurch once again nearly sending them flying out of their seats. Like an irate beast it went, charging down the landing strip, upending asphalt, and destroying a control tower. Nearly falling on its side, it finally skidded to a halt.

It was all over, and they were all sitting in a motionless, smoking, and disfigured command ship or…half of one. The Chancellor sighed deeply. R2-D2 chirped and rocked back and forth on his two rolling legs.

Anakin audibly sighed and looked up at his Master.

“Another happy landing,” Obi-Wan breathed, slight smile on his face as he ran his fingers through his hair.

Amy took a deep breath and for the first time looked out of the command deck window. Before her, the beautiful city of Coruscant was laid out. The sun shone brightly on its high buildings, yet she could not have guessed that in just three days’ time the Empire would rise from this beautiful city and all because of the choice of one man.

They were escorted off the ship and into a transport vehicle that would take them to the senate building. They all sat in stillness for most of the trip, mostly thinking of all that had just taken place. Finally, Obi-Wan broke the silence when they were preparing to land.

“I would like to thank you and your friends, Doctor. You were a great help to me and Anakin. The Chancellor is safe; thus, the mission is completed,” he exulted.

Amy and Rory smiled.

“It was a pleasure to fight alongside you again, my friend. However, we…” the Doctor was cut off as the vehicle landed with a rattle, and they all rose to exit.

Amy and Rory stepped out onto the landing pad behind the Doctor and squinted in the bright sunlight. They had arrived on Coruscant.

Anakin and the Chancellor followed them, but Obi-Wan stayed behind.

“Are you coming, Master?” Anakin asked him, noticing that he was still on the transport.

“Oh no, I’m not brave enough for politics,” Obi-Wan replied with a smile. “I have to report to the Council. Besides, someone needs to be the poster boy.”

“Hold on,” Anakin interjected, “this whole operation was your idea.”

“Let’s not forget, Anakin, that you rescued me from the buzz droids. You killed Count Dooku, and you rescued the Chancellor, carrying me unconscious on your back.”

“All because of your training,” Anakin objected.

“Anakin, let’s be fair. Today you were the hero, and you deserve your glorious day with the politicians.”

“All right…but you owe me one, and not just for saving your skin for the tenth time.  

“Ninth time, that business on Cato Nemioidia, doesn’t count. I’ll see you at the briefing,” Obi-Wan finished, bidding Anakin farewell.

“Farewell, my friend…may our paths cross again, and may the force be with you,” Obi-Wan said, directing this now at the Doctor.

“May the force be with you Master Kenobi. We will be staying in Coruscant for some time,” The Doctor replied, a broad smile on his face.


And with a final nod Obi-Wan bade them goodbye and stepped back into the transport.

The group that had gathered to receive the Chancellor was moving back inside a large building, and Anakin turned to follow them. The Doctor caught stride with him as did Senator Organa.

“Doctor, how are you going to get home? Your ship seems to have vanished,” Anakin asked, suddenly reminding the Doctor of the loss of his beautiful box.

“Oh, I’m sure the Tardis will show up. She’s very reliable that one! You needn’t worry about that, Anakin. For now, me, Amy, and Rory will be staying here in Coruscant,” the Doctor said calmly. However, he was nothing but anxiety inside.

“What is this Tardis you speak of? And, you call yourself a Doctor?” Senator Organa inquired with curiosity.

“All in good time, my good man!” the Doctor assured with a smile, patting the Senator on the back. “That’s getting into a long story, but here I am again. In the middle of a war,”

“And, the fighting will continue until General Grievous is spare parts,” Anakin pointed out.

Standing just behind a pillar, Senator Padmé Amidala watched the three men talk. She noticed Anakin spy her out of the corner of his eye, and the slight smile that came over his face.

“Well, I will do everything I can in the senate,” Senator Organa said.

“Excuse me, gentlemen,” Anakin interrupted. He paused a minute before running to Padmé and gathering her up into his arms.

Amy and Rory caught up with the Doctor.

“Doctor, how are we—” Rory didn’t finish. He was interrupted by a familiar voice that came from the shadows a few pillars ahead of where Padmé was standing.

“Doctor…over here,” the voice whispered.

“River?” The Doctor articulated slowly, walking toward the direction of the voice. An elated smile was consuming his face.

  A woman stepped out from behind the pillar and announced, “Hello, sweetie.

“River, what are you doing here?” Amy queried, surprised.

“Yeah—we’re here completely by accident,” Rory added.

“Hello, mum and dad. I’m a detective now, but hush, you mustn’t tell anyone,” River muttered under her breath.

“You’re here for a reason, River. What’s wrong,” the Doctor asked, his smile suddenly turning to concern. Maybe the Tardis’s disappearance had not been an accident.  

“Oh, I am glad you’re here, Doctor, even if it was only a mistake. Something is terribly wrong on this planet.”

“Wrong? Wrong in time?” The Doctor probed.

River glanced behind herself anxiously. “I can’t talk now. I am Senator Amidala’s handmaid, and she is about done with Master Anakin.” She lowered her voice until it was barely audible. “Meet me tonight in my chambers. However, I believe I should introduce you to the Senator. Wait here a moment.”

River was wearing a long dress that was a red at the top but as it flowed down it turned to a light yellow. It had long sleeves and a built-in red hood that covered the top of her forehead while heeled flats shod her feet, but her hair was as bountiful, bouncy, and blonde as ever. She motioned for the Doctor, Amy, and Rory to stay put while she turned to walk back to her mistress. Silently, she put on her hood and disappeared from the Doctor’s view. 

As River approached, she heard Anakin speaking to Padmé in a soft whisper, “Were not going to worry about anything right now…alright? This is a happy moment. The happiest moment of my life.”

They embraced each other, and River looked away to give her master and mistress privacy. Her heart sighed with relief. She had told him, at last.

When they had finished, she walked slowly until she was just behind them but still in the shadows.

“Milady,” she began, stepping out from her position.

The senator jumped a bit.

“Oh, River, you frightened me,” Padmé sighed, smiling softly at her handmaid.

“My apologies, milady,” River said. She turned to Anakin and bowed slightly, “Master Anakin. It is good to see that you have returned safely.”

“Thank you, River. I trust you have been good to my Padmé?” Anakin returned.

“I have tried my very best,”

“Were you able to meet with your husband, River?” Padmé asked.

“Yes, milady, and my parents. They came in with Master Anakin…the Doctor.”

“The Doctor is your husband and the Ponds are your parents?” Anakin inquired with surprise.

“Yes…I was hoping that I may introduce them to you, milady. I believe that they have already met Master Anakin.”

Padmé glanced at Anakin nervously.

“I have met the Doctor, and he is a very respectable man.” Anakin attested. “Have you told them anything about me and Padmé, River?”

“No, but I believe with my whole heart that if you were to tell him your secret, he would keep it.”

“I have searched my feelings, Padmé…I trust the Doctor and his companions and so does Obi-Wan.”

“Alright, Anakin. You may go and get them, River, I would be honored to meet them,” Padmé agreed.

“Thank you, milady.”

River turned and returned to the Doctor.

“Sweetie,” River said. She poked her head out from behind the pillar where the Doctor, Amy, and Rory stood.

They jumped at the sound of her voice after standing for so long in silence. The Doctor smiled.

“Follow me,” River said, gesturing them to follow her.

The Doctor, Amy, and Rory followed River back to where Anakin and Padmé stood, talking in hushed voices.

“Milady, this is the Doctor and my parents: Amelia and Rory Williams,” River announced, bowing slightly.

“Williams?” The Doctor whispered in River’s ear.

“Behave, sweetie,” River whispered back.

“It is a pleasure to meet you all,” Padmé conveyed, returning their bows.

There was a moment of awkward silence.

“So…erm…are you two related?” Rory finally asked, motioning to Anakin and Padmé. The question only made the awkwardness worse.

“Well…if we are being honest…we’re married,” Anakin stated, placing his hand on Padmé’s shoulder

There was an interesting silence that followed. The Doctor’s brow furrowed remembering something that Obi-Wan had told him many years ago. The first time they had met.

“I thought…Jedi could not form attachments—but don’t take it the wrong way…I am very happy for you both,” The Doctor said, smiling softly.

“You’re…right, Doctor. As a Jedi, you are not allowed to get married, but I don’t think that that should stop anyone from being with someone that they love and deeply care about,” Anakin responded, searching the Doctor’s conflicted eyes tensely, afraid that he may have made a mistake in trusting him with this secret.

The Doctor raised his eyebrows at Anakin’s response, but the Ponds stayed silent. They felt the nervous tension that hung in the air and glanced uneasily at each other.  

“Please, you all must promise to keep this a secret. Anakin would be expelled from the Jedi Order if anyone were to find out,” Padmé beseeched, keeping her voice low as she broke the silence.  

“Doctor, you, Amy, and Rory must keep this a secret, even from Master Kenobi,” River requested, and the Doctor saw the sincerity in her eyes and heard it in her voice.

At the request to keep their marriage a secret, especially from Obi-Wan, the Doctor stroked his chin in thought then slowly he brightened up and sighed, “Of course we will…won’t we Ponds.”

“Yes—of course!” Amy piped up.

“Absolutely,” Rory added with a nod.  

“Thank you, Doctor,” Anakin related a sincere expression of gratitude on his face. He smiled as relief washed over him.  

The Doctor chuckled and clapped Anakin on the back.

“I understand you and your companions don’t have lodging for the night. You would be more than welcome to stay with me and Anakin,” Padmé offered cordially.

That, would be very much appreciated, thank you, Senator,” The Doctor inferred.

They all left the senate building and stepped out into the bright midday sun outside. Anakin, Rory, Amy, and River walked ahead while Padmé promptly fell in stride with the Doctor.

“Doctor, I am intrigued. How do you know Master Kenobi?” She inquired.

“Oh…that was many years ago. I met him when he was just a Padawan with his Master Qui-Gon Jinn. It was just before the siege of Naboo during the Mandalorian Civil War. I stayed with them for a couple of months before returning to my world to keep a promise, I had made to a young girl. I was only supposed to be gone five minutes, but the Tardis took me elsewhere—well that’s getting into a completely different story.” The Doctor smiled to himself as he remembered little Amy: the girl who waited.

“I can see that your ways are far from mine, but I hope that we can be allies just like you are with Master Kenobi. You must have many stories to tell.”

“Oh, Senator…you have no idea.”    

They arrived at the landing pad just as a transport arrived. Before boarding Amy took a moment to take in the immense beauty of this gigantic city: the center of the Republic. Birds flew overhead and greeted her ears with their melodious tweets. In the midst of this exquisite city, neither Amy nor Rory could have guessed that not long from now the sun’s radiance would be extinguished and darkness would rise to power to rule with a vengeance…

Well, I hope that you enjoyed that, friends! Thank you all for your readership—I appreciate you all so much! Hopefully, as I become more used to my school schedule, I will be able to post more often. My next post should be (hopefully 😁) on Attack of the Clones, but let’s see how the weeks goes! 😉

You all have a great week, and thank you for reading!

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😉

Book Review: C.S. Lewis’s – Till We Have Faces

Hello Friends! A few months ago I finished reading C.S. Lewis’s retelling of the myth of Cupid and Psyche, and it truly blew me away. Despite its Greek origins, its content is rich with Theological juiciness, and I am super excited to share it with you! I know that I said I would posting on Attack of the Clones this week, but I decided to post this long delayed book review instead, but that post is coming soon!

I am going to take a bit of a different approach with this review, so that I cover all the main aspects. First, I would like to give a short summary of the book, then, discuss the main point that I found profound.

However, as always, I must give my disclaimer. This review will have spoilers for the book, Till We Have Faces if you would like all of the general book review information, kid readability, foul language, sensual themes, and my rating, just skip down to the end.

Now, without further ado, allow me to introduce you to the retelling of the myth of Cupid and Psyche. Let’s get right into it! Allons-y!

The Story:

The story is told from the perspective of Psyche’s sister, Orual, who is the oldest daughter to the King of Glome. She is considered the ugliest out of her two sisters, Redival (the second oldest) and Psyche (the youngest). Also apart of their family is the Fox, who is a “greekling” taken from Greece as a slave. He works for the King and educates the princesses.

The book begins with Orual and Redival as children after the death of the Queen, their mother. During this portion of the book, we are introduced to Orual’s hatred of the goddess that they serve, Ungit, which in the original myth is the goddess Venus the mother of Cupid. If you have read the myth then you know where this is going…

Hastily, the King picks another wife, who dies in childbirth with Psyche. Of course Psyche survives, and is so beautiful, she is considered to be a Divine goddess.

As Psyche grows older and grows closer to Orual, whom she calls Maia, and the Fox, destruction hits Glome. Crops begin to die and a terrible pestilence hits that seems to never end.

The priest of Glome attributes the destruction to Ungit. He believes that she is angry and demands a sacrifice. Ungit demands the “Great Offering.”

Now, only the purest in the land, the one of purest heart, is to be given to the “Shadow Brute,” which is thought to Ungit herself or her son.

Psyche is chosen as the purest, loveliest, and divine-like of all the King’s daughters. Orual is heartbroken and doesn’t not go up the mountain with Psyche because of her ailments.

(By the way because this is just the summary, I am skipping a few minor details, but all the important content that I want to discuss in this post, I am covering.)

Any who, eventually Orual decides to head up the mountain to collect Psyche remains and give her a proper funeral in Glome; however, what she finds is shocking. Psyche is alive and is living peacefully in a valley. She recants to Orual how she escaped her bonds, and how she is now the wife of a god.

Orual returns back down the mountain. Deeply disturbed by this news, for she feels that her sister is being deceived.

After this point in the book, things began to go very fast, and this myth becomes a page turner.

Orual, blinded by her love for Psyche, is deceived herself and causes Psyche to fall from grace.

Soon after this the King passes, and Orual becomes Queen of Glome, brining peace and prosperity to her new kingdom, but as she gets older after hearing the tale of the “Goddess Istra (another name for Psyche),” she begins to write her complaint against the gods.

As Orual approaches death, she finishes her book and part two of the story begins, which is my favorite part. She begins to have visions of the gods and after re-uniting with Psyche she dies, her head fallen onto the last page of her book…

Now, that was a very fast summary of the book, of course, to get the full wow factor, you need to read it for yourself, but for the sake of this blog post, I choose analysis over storytelling. I want to now back track and go over a few things in this book that I found fascinating.

The God of the Mountain and Psyche’s Journey:

“Orual…I am going, you see, to the Mountain…my country, the place where I ought to have been born. Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing? The longing for home? For indeed now it feels not like going, but like going back. All my life the god of the Mountain has been wooing me. Oh, look up once at least before the end and wish me joy. I am going to my lover…”

Psyche – Till We Have Faces

Psyche’s internally longing for the Mountain, for the god of the Mountain certainly does sound like the human’s internal desire to be with their Creator. We all long for something more than earth, simply because are hearts are not of earth but were created for a higher cause. This reminds me of something the great C.S. Lewis said:

“If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.”

C.S. Lewis – Mere Christianity

Psyche also claims to be wooed by this god…hmm sound familiar, again C.S. Lewis provides great insight:

“Merely to override a human will…would be useless to Him. He cannot ravish. He can only woo.”

Senior Demon Screwtape – The Screwtape Letters

Psyche’s journey in this story is a picture of God’s love for his people. He will not stop until his beloved reaches his home, heaven. He longs to be with us, and he desires that we long to be with him, yet he never uses his power on us, but instead bestows upon us free will, the will to choose.

Later in the story we see Psyche choose her sister over the god. The god who saved her from her bonds and loves her ever so much. How many times do we choose people, things, and people’s opinions over the God who loves us.

The god has no choice but to send Psyche away, and away she tearfully goes. He is angry, but I don’t think he is necessarily angry at Psyche, which he is to some extent because she disobeyed him, but I think he is more angry at Orual.

Although the book is written from the perspective of Orual, I would like to focus on Psyche mainly in this post, but perhaps, later on I will write a character spotlight post on Orual. She really does deserve her own post.

Towards the end of the story, Psyche is put through numerous trying and dangerous tasks so that she can be worthy of the god and gain immortality, so that she can be with him. She is put to these tasks by Cupid’s mother, the jealous Ungit or Venus. These tasks make up Psyche’s journey.

Of course, we do not have to earn God’s love nor can we ever be worthy enough to be with him. We will never be worthy of this love, which is what makes His love for us so beautiful, but this picture of Psyche being put on trial by Venus to get to Cupid is a rather clear symbol for what goes on in our lives each day.

“Then there is a real Ungit?”

“All, even Psyche, are born into the house of Ungit. And all must get free from her. Or say that Ungit in each must bear Ungit’s son and die in childbed—or change.”

Orual and the Fox – Till We Have Faces – Pg. 343

We are all born into a world that at the moment is undoubtedly under the influence of Satan because of our choice of our own free will that God granted upon us. God certainly has not left us nor ever will, but we are nonetheless born into the house of Satan, the house of Ungit. Our journey begins when we accept Christ. We must be free of evil (Ungit), or we conform to the evil that lives inside us as fallen human beings. Now, of course, we are saved by grace not of works (Ephesians 2:8-9), but our acceptance of salvation only begins the journey. It does not end the journey.

“Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness’ sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”

Matthew 5:10 (ESV)

Just like Psyche, who was persecuted by Venus for righteousness’ sake, we will be persecuted in this life, but that is still not the end of the journey. Christ is a God who saves. He laid down his life for us, so that we may be with him in eternity.

“So Talapal (Venus) torments Istra and sets her to all manner of hard labours, things that seem impossible. But when Istra has done them all, then at last Talapal releases her, and she is reunited with Ialim (Cupid) and becomes a goddess.”

Till We Have Faces – Pg. 280

We may be persecuted in this life, but because of Christ’s great love for us, we are saved and live with him forever in eternity in a place that He has gone and prepared for us like a groom awaiting his bride. There are many scriptures I could site that back this up, John 3:16 being the big one, but there are two that stick out to me.

“He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.”

Revelation 21:4 (ESV)

“In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you?

John 14:2 (ESV)

Indeed, friends, he has gone before us, our real God of the Mountain. He woos us with his love and wipes away our tears, so that one day we will be with him forever in eternity. Amen…


Thus, as it happens, this Greek myth may have not been so Greek after, holding in its grasp many truths that we can learn from. Let us be like Psyche and persevere with the great, holy, almighty, and loving God of the Mountain guiding us step by step, wiping away our tears and wooing us with his love. Our hearts were made by Him, for Him, and for an eternity with Him. Here is my rating of this book:


Kid Readability: Ages 15+

Foul Language: B**ch is used a few times to describe Redival (Orual’s sister) and female dogs.

Sensual Themes: There are some hints at sex between Cupid and Psyche and the shadow brute and its prey. Orual’s virginity is referenced here and there.

Well, there is all for today, friends! I hope that you enjoyed this book review, and please stay tuned for my next review, which will be on Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones.

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😁

The Mandalorian Season 1 – Chapters 2 and 3/The Child and The Sin

Hello, friends! I hope you are all having a lovely day and wonderful week so far! Today we will (finally…sorry for the delay, friends) be looking at the next two chapters of the Mandalorian season one, the Child and the Sin. I am super excited to review these chapters because we finally start some, but not all, of the analysis for this show, but I don’t want to get ahead of myself, which I always tend to do…😁

However, before we begin, as always, I need to give my disclaimer that this post will have spoilers for the Mandalorian season one, chapters two and three. If you don’t want any spoilers and want just the general review information, kid caution, foul language count, and my rating, than just skip down to the end.

Now, without further ado, let us proceed! Allons-y!

Chapter Two: The Child

This chapter picks up a little bit after the first chapter ends. We see Mando and his new son (yes, Baby is his son, and no one will ever convince me otherwise) get ambushed in a canyon path, and of course, Mando saves the day with his expertise in hand-to-hand combat.

This first scene with him and the Child literally frames the show, showing us a tiny peek of where the show will be taking us, but I will get more into this later.

However, disaster strikes Mando’s ship in the form of Jawas! The Jawas in essence trash his ship and leave him unconscious in the sand when he tries desperately to hijack their sand crawler to get his parts back. This leaves him with no choice, but to return to his new found friend, who rides deranged dinosaurs, Kuiil.

Kuiil convinces Mando that he can make a trade deal with the Jawas to retrieve the parts needed to fix Mando’s ship and promises that he will take him to them. Then, we get the cutest scene in cinematic history (okay maybe not the cutest, but pretty close). Baby, eats a frog to the great disgust of his new daddy, Mando.

Yay! I finally figured out how to insert gifs on WordPress! 😉

Squeals with delight”

“Hey! Spit that out.”

Gulps down entire frog and shows satisfaction with a burp.”

The Child and Din Djarin – The Mandalorian Season 1 Episode 2

Any who, Kuiil takes Mando and the Child to see the Jawas, who turn out to be tough bargainers. In the end, they agree to give Mando back his parts if he retrieves for them the “egg.”

“There must be something else?”

*Speaking in Jawa* “We will require The Egg. Bring us The Egg.”

“The Egg? What Egg?”

Kuiil, the Jawas, and Din Djarin – The Mandalorian Chapter 1 Episode 2

To trade to receive his parts back Mando must steal for the Jawas the Egg of a dangerous creature, the Mudhorn, which is like a giant, shaggy, rhinoceros. Well, let’s just say that it doesn’t go well, and Mando ends up being tossed to and fro in the mud like a rag doll.

Just as he attempts to make his final stand, the Child sees, or maybe senses, the danger his new found daddy and friend is in. He stretches out his hand and stops the creature in mid-charge. He uses all his might and strength to “force” the mudhorn to halt, but he can only hold it for so long, and after a mighty stand, he passes out from the exertion.

The Child sees the kindness in Mando and the way he protects him, in this case, with his life, and responds to that kindness by saving the life of the man he barely knows. He doesn’t know that Mando is a bounty hunter and only found him because he has a bounty on his head, nor does he know that when they arrive back on Nevarro, Mando will hand him over to the Empire. He knows none of this, yet he gives all his power and all his strength to save the man that showed him kindness and looks out for him. But how much more beautiful is it that Jesus showed us that same love and protection, except that he knew our faults, and even when we showed him no kindness, he loved and chose to protect us anyway, just as it says in Romans 5:8.

“But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.”

Romans 5:8 (NIV)

What a lovely symbol of God’s love found in the midst of the tumultuous Star Wars universe!

Alright, sorry, back to the story! I did warn you all that I would get into some analysis in this post! 😄

Mando, with the help of the Child (we actually do know his name now because of the newly released season two, but I will continue to call him Baby or the Child until we get there for the sake of those who do not know yet) kills the mudhorn and retrieves the Egg for the Jawas, who immediately slice it open and enjoy a messy, yolky, and a bit disgusting egg feast. However, on the up side Mando gets the parts for this ship back and with Kuiil’s help successfully puts his ship back together.

Here we say goodbye to Kuiil, for now, and watch as Mando and the now revived Child begin their journey back to Nevarro so Mando can return the Child to the client and collect his bounty, or so everyone believes. The Kid’s daring rescue with the Mudhorn may have had more of an effect on this mysterious, masked Mandalorian than anyone thinks. Luckily, I am covering both Chapters two and three in this post, so let’s get to it!

Chapter Three: The Sin

It is indeed a most interesting title for a most interesting episode, and I cannot begin to say how much I love this episode, which really sealed the deal for me liking this show, but again I do not want to get ahead of myself. Let’s just start at the beginning.

The episode begins with Mando landing back on Nevarro, and immediately he goes to the undercover imperial base and same client that we saw in the first episode.

As necessary he receives his bounty, a large container of imperial, once Mandalorian, beskar. However, then he asks a very interesting question when hears the Child cry for him when he is taken through a door by the imperial scientist. A question that a bounty hunter does not ask when delivering his bounty. A question that is not asked when the bounty is already in the hands of the client.

“What are your plans for it?”

“How uncharacteristic of one of your reputation. You have taken both commission and payment. Is it not the code of the guild that these events are now forgotten?”

Din Djarin and The Client – The Mandalorian Season 1 Episode 3

Satisfied, or maybe not so satisfied, Mando leaves, taking the beskar with him. He returns to the Mandalorian covert underground, and with the help of the Armorer, he forges with the beskar a new set of armor.

When the armorer offers to engrave the mudhorn onto his shoulder plate as his signet after hearing of how he acquired the damage to his armor, Mando refuses, remembering once again how the Kid rescued him. However, even without this signet he still gets some nice armor that indeed draws many eyes once he steps outside and visits Greef Karga again to get his next assignment.

“They all hate you, Mando, because you’re a legend!”

“How many of them had tracking fobs?”

*Scoffs* “All of them. All of them! But not one of them closed the deal. Only you, Mando. Only you, and with it the richest reward this parsec has ever seen. Please sit, my friend.”

Greef Karga and Din Djarin – The Mandalorian Season 1 Episode 3

Naturally, Greef offers him the richest of the bounties to go and hunt, but Mando only chooses those that lead him far from Nevarro. He wants to get away, far away, from something on this planet. Perhaps, it is the little Child he handed over to the treacherous Empire.

He picks his bounties and boards his ship, but he doesn’t leave. By the control panels he sees the little ball that the Child had been playing with on the way back to Nevarro. He remembers the mudhorn and the Child’s rescue, he remembers his little fuzzy head, deep eyes, and pointy ears, and he remembers his cry or plea for help to Mando as he was taken away by the Imperial scientist.

This is the scene that we have been waiting for, friends, for in this moment a little piece of the mysterious, masked Mandalorian is chipped away. We see his compassion and love for a little creature that he barely knows. It is now time for Mando to return the favor and rescue the Child from the evil he has found himself in. Perhaps, those little seeds of pacifism and compassion planted by the Duchess of Mandalore all those years ago have stuck with at least one Mando! 😉

Swiftly and without hesitation he heads back to the Empire’s undercover base, and with the use of a well-placed grenade enters to save the day. He finds Baby asleep, and it looks like something was extracted from him by the scientist, who begs Mando not to kill the Child. However, it is unclear, at the moment, what they needed from him.

In a little bundle, Mando carries Baby and escapes through dozens of Storm Troopers by any means necessary, including the use of his newest weapon, the whistling birds!

I love the picture that we get in the final scenes of this episode. I very masculine male, gently carrying, protecting, and risking his life for a small almost helpless creature. It reminds me of a verse in the Pentateuch.

“The Lord will fight for you; you need only be still.”

Exodus 14:14 (NIV)

The Child is completely still in this scene. He is not helping Mando escape. He is doing absolutely nothing. He is simply being still. Sometimes the Lord calls us to be still so he can do the work that he knows needs to be done to get us to our next destination. We just let him hold us while we hold on for the ride, completely and utterly trusting in him. Sometimes we need to take a lesson from Baby and just be still.

Alright, once again back to the story! I just love how much you can pull out from these episodes, and yes, there is such a thing a gentle masculinity. It’s one of the things I love about this show. A big, strong Mando caring and loving for a little being five times less his size! He is definitely a dad now! 😃

I digress…once Mando makes it out of the Imperial hideout, remember those tracking fobs that all those bounty hunters had? Yep, those all start to activate, and Mando becomes completely surrounded by bounty hunters.

He tries to no avail to escape, but just when things seem hopeless, the other Mandalorians show up and come to the rescue. Mando and Baby escape to their ship where they are briefly met by Greef Karga, who tires to stop them, but we now know that nothing is going to come between Mando dad and his son. They escape and live happily ever after…until the next episode, of course! 😉


Well, there it is, the Mandalorian Chapters two and three, during which we get a glimpse into the characters of Mando and the Child, and it is amazing that we can find such compassion, gentleness, and love, the themes of Christ, in a Star Wars show that has its violent moments. All truth is God’s truth, and there is definitely some excellent truths that can be pulled out of these two episodes. His truth can be found anywhere, friends, make sure and look for it, so you don’t miss it!

My Rating: 9.5/10.0

Kid Caution: High – for violence/ages 12+

Foul Language Count: Damn and Hell

I hope that you enjoyed this review, friends! Hopefully I will be able to post on the next few chapters of the Mandalorian in the next few weeks. My next post will possibly be on Star Wars Episode II: The Attack of the Clones, but I did say possibly because I haven’t decided quite yet. There are so many excellent things to review out there! Have a fantastic rest of your week, friends, and happy 2021!

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😉

Fan Fiction – The Revenge of the Master – Chapter 2

Hello Friends! I hope that you all had a splendiferous Christmas and New Year! I apologize for not posting last week. I was enjoying a much needed Christmas break!

It is finally 2021, friends, and I am so excited to see what this new year has in store for us, and in honor of the new year, I want to post the next chapter of my Fan Fiction that I have been working on. I posted the teaser trailer and first chapter a few weeks ago, and you can view that post to catch up on the story if you haven’t read chapter one yet here.

I hope you all enjoy this next chapter, and please be on the lookout for the long-delayed (apologizes) post on the Mandalorian later this week.

Before we jump into this chapter, please be aware that this chapter will contain spoilers for Star Wars Episode III: The Revenge of the Sith, so if you have not watched Episode III and do not want any spoilers, please do not read this chapter.

Alright, enough with the formalities, without further ado, I present Chapter two of The Revenge of the Master that I have titled: The Chancellor and the Count….enjoy! 😉

After fighting their way through battle droids, destroyers, and a faulty elevator, Obi-Wan, Anakin, the Doctor, Amy, and Rory finally reached the observational point. During their journey to the observational deck, Amy and Rory had both acquired guns from the unfortunate battle droids and, to the great protestation of the Doctor, had learned to use them quite well. Below them the Chancellor sat in a chair, to which he was secured by his wrists. They made their way down to him.

“Chancellor,” Obi-Wan said, bowing slightly before him.

“Are you alright?” Anakin queried, stepping beside him.

However, Chancellor Palpatine was not looking at them. The door they had entered through had just opened again. A gray-haired man, wearing a dark suit and long cloak stepped into the room. Behind him two high ranking battle droids followed.

“Count Dooku,” Palpatine said. His face was cold and stern.

Obi-Wan and Anakin turned to face the on-coming Sith lord.

“Doctor, you and your companions need to find cover. Me and Anakin will take care of this,” Obi-Wan asserted to the Doctor quietly under his breath. The Doctor nodded and quickly led the Ponds behind Palpatine’s prison chair where they were hidden from view but not for long.

“This time we will do it together,” Obi-Wan disclosed to Anakin, with a of bit annoyance.

“I was about to say that,” Anakin parodied as he walked to stand side by side with Obi-Wan.

Chancellor Palpatine looked at them gravely and pleaded, “Get help. You’re no match for him. He’s a Sith Lord.”

“Chancellor Palpatine, Sith lords are our specialty,” Obi-Wan countered, nodding to him politely.   

“Your swords please. We don’t want to make a mess of things in front of the Chancellor,” Count Dooku announced in a deep, throaty voice as he approached the two Jedi Knights.

They drew their swords and walked forward to meet their opponent.

“You won’t get away this time Dooku,” Obi-Wan protested confidently.

There was a loud clash as the battle begun.

The Doctor, Amy, and Rory peeked out from the behind the Chancellor’s chair at the epic light saber duel that was erupting before their eyes.

“Doctor, shouldn’t we help? I can’t stand here and do nothing!” Amy demanded, grabbing Rory’s hand and squeezing it tightly. He winced.

“I would Amy, but this is the past. We need to be very careful that we don’t change anything by messing with time, because it always tends to mess back. We don’t know enough, including the reason why our timestreams were merged with Obi-Wan’s and Anakin’s. I—” the Doctor was cut off suddenly by a loud thud, and Obi-Wan’s body went skidding across the floor. A large beam instantly fell across his legs and trapped him.

Amy jumped up, and with Rory holding on to her hand, ran to his body.

“Amy!” the Doctor shouted, bounding up and dashing after them.

Rory kneeled by Obi-Wan and laid two fingers on his wrist.

“He still has a pulse. Just unconscious…I think,” Rory pronounced quietly.

“Doctor, we need to get this beam off…” Amy was interrupted by a load groan, then strange laughter that came from the Chancellor’s chair.

Good, Anakin…good,” the Chancellor chuckled. “Kill him…kill him now.”

From where they were kneeling by Obi-Wan, the Doctor and the Ponds looked up at these words to see Count Dooku at the mercy of Anakin, who was holding two light sabers to his throat.

The Doctor stood up and slowly walked toward where Anakin stood.

“Don’t do it, Anakin. Violence…killing never solves everything. Wait for Obi-Wan.” The Doctor pleaded.

“You are not above me, whoever you are. You have no authority here. Do what you must, Anakin,” Palpatine persisted.

“I shouldn’t,” Anakin began. Conflict residing in his eyes.

The Doctor, Amy, and Rory glimpsed this conflict, and they all sat in an anxious restlessness.

“Think about what you’re doing, Anakin,” the Doctor argued. His hands were outstretched toward Anakin as if he was silently beseeching him to make the wisest decision.

“Do it!” Palpatine snarled. His voice instantly changing from ingratiating and persuasive to irritable, crinkly, and scratchy: the equivalent to grinding sandpaper.

The sound of the light sabers sliding against each other sounded in the room as Anakin executed the Chancellor’s command, and Dooku’s head fell to the floor.  

The Doctor sighed in disappointment and turned back to where Amy and Rory were kneeling besides Obi-Wan.

His voice returning to that civilized, mellow tone, the Chancellor addressed Anakin, “You did well, Anakin. He was too dangerous to be kept alive.”

“Yes, but he was an unarmed prisoner. I shouldn’t have done that. It isn’t the Jedi way,” Anakin faltered, disappointment thick in his voice.

Palpatine lowered his voice, but the Doctor caught his words. “It is only natural…he cut off your arm, and you wanted revenge. It wasn’t the first time, Anakin. Remember what you told me about your mother…and the sand people?” he looked at him knowingly before continuing, “Now…we must leave before more battle droids arrive.”

He began to walk briskly out of the room with Anakin following behind him.

“Um…excuse me…we need some assistance if you don’t mind,” Rory interjected, stepping out to meet them.

Anakin ran to them and unexpectedly met the Doctor’s gaze, which was filed with melancholic sorrow. Anakin could not look at him, and he dropped his eyes back to the floor where Obi-Wan lay.

“Anakin, there is no time,” the Chancellor sternly stated.

“We can’t just leave him!” Amy protested, standing to her feet in haste.

“Know your place, young lady!” He snapped at her.

“He seems to be alright,” Anakin said as he easily lifted the beam and freed Obi-Wan’s legs.

Amy shot Rory an impressed glance, and he gave her one that clearly said, “I did try!”  

“Leave him, or we will never make it!” Palpatine insisted, his face a picture of impatience.

“His fate will be the same as ours,” Anakin imparted.

With the help of Amy and Rory, Obi-Wan was hoisted onto Anakin’s back as they left the room. The Doctor had stayed quiet through all of this simply watching and listening. All he knew was that he needed to know more, and he hated not knowing.

They all left the room and headed for the nearest elevator.

After many seconds of waiting anxiously, Anakin finally said, “The elevator’s not working.”

Outside in the nothingness of space above Coruscant, the Republic’s starship fleet had increased fire on General Grievous’s ship, which was now badly damaged.

“Leave it to me,” The Doctor proclaimed, stepping in front of Anakin and whipping out his sonic screwdriver. He pointed it at the elevator button, and a shower of sparks erupted. However, the elevator did not open. The Doctor irritably banged the screwdriver against his hand and adjusted the settings.

“This isn’t made of wood…is it?”

“Doctor…” Amy sighed, rolling her eyes.

“We are wasting time!” The Chancellor barked.

“There will be no need for that, Doctor. R2, activate elevator 3224.” Anakin said into a communication device that connected them to R2 and the hanger bay.

“We will never find our way out of here! The ship is half destroyed as it is! There is no way any ships are left on the main hanger bay,” the Chancellor imparted, shaking his head in dismay.

“Well, if we can make our way back to the flight deck, I can get us all out of here on the Tardis,” The Doctor suggested. He rubbed his hands together and smiled childishly.

“Are you sure, Doctor?” Anakin asked.

“Quite sure!”

“Well…alright…but I’m leaving it up to you to get us down there. Let’s just hope General Grievous doesn’t come looking for us,” Anakin complied.

They began to walk back the way they had come, aiming for the main flight deck when the Republic’s fleet dealt a devastating blow to General Grievous’s ship. The nose of the ship dove leaving Amy holding onto Rory, who was holding onto the Doctor, who was holding onto the Chancellor, who was holding onto Anakin who was holding onto a steel bar and carrying Obi-Wan on his back. The corridor that had once been horizontal was now vertical, and gravity was not on their side.

It was at this time that Obi-Wan awoke out of his unconscious state. He panicked at the sight of things and wrapping his arms around Anakin’s chest looked down to see the mess that they were in. Anakin coughed.

“Easy…we’re in a bit of a situation here,” He breathed through the tight grip Obi-Wan had on his chest.

From below the Doctor smiled at seeing Obi-Wan awake. He waved up at the confused Jedi and chuckled, “Good morning!”

“Did I miss something?” Obi-Wan commented sarcastically.

“Hold on.”

Above them a rumbling sounded, and they saw five large destroyers and several battle droids falling toward them, all of which could have easily smacked one of them on the head.

“I have a bad feeling about this,” Anakin whispered.

“Too late, jump!” Obi-Wan shouted and they all let go and fell down what seemed like an endless corridor.

As they fell Rory grabbed onto Amy, who grabbed onto the Doctor, who grabbed onto the Chancellor, who grabbed onto Obi-Wan, who grabbed onto Anakin.

Anakin and Obi-Wan shot their grappling hooks into one of the open doors that lined the corridor and all six of them swung into another long corridor just as the ship began to level out. Ahead of them the main hanger bay was just visible.

“Well…that was lucky,” Obi-Wan quipped, brushing himself off as he winced to stand up.

“Don’t get too comfortable…battle droids,” Anakin chided. He pointed down the hall where battle droids and destroyers were rushing towards them.

“Let’s see if we can find something in the hanger bay that is still flyable,” Obi-Wan suggested.

“We can take the Tardis,” The Doctor chimed in. The Chancellor eyed him skeptically.

“Good thinking, Doctor! Get the Chancellor and your companions to the Tardis. Anakin and I will deal with these battle droids,” Obi-Wan directed, drawing his lightsaber.

“Won’t you need help?”

“We will simply hold them off until you can get to the Tardis, then we will make a run for it.”

The Doctor nodded and escorted the Chancellor and the Ponds to where he thought the Tardis lay in the Hanger Bay.

“Are you ready, Anakin?”

“Always, Master.”

The sound of blaster shots being deflected from the Jedi’s laser swords sounded behind the Doctor. He instinctively lowered his head and dashed into the hanger bay. But the Tardis was nowhere to be seen.

“Doctor, where’s the Tardis?” Amy queried although she did not want to know the answer to her question.

Behind them the sound of the battle droids’ shooting became louder. From beside them R2-D2 came rolling up, whistling something in urgency that even the Doctor could not understand.

The shooting stopped as Anakin and Obi-Wan came running into the hanger bay.

“We’ve stopped them for now, but there are more coming. Doctor, where is the Tardis?” Obi-Wan breathlessly inquired.

The Doctor looked blankly at him and didn’t say a word.

“What is it, R2?” Anakin asked. “No, no one is saying it’s your fault…what?”

“What is it, Anakin?” Obi-Wan probed.

“He says he had been watching the big blue thing the whole time. It just vanished.”

“She left without us…” The Doctor mumbled, horrified.

The was a long pause that was rudely interrupted by the noise of destroyers and battle droids making their way toward the stranded party.

“Doctor? Plan B?” Rory suggested, trying to be helpful, but failing all the same.

“It’s too late…they’ve found us,” Obi-Wan added.

Several destroyers came rolling up to the scene with what Amy thought to be hundreds of the little battle droids.

“Drop your weapons Jedi scum, and the rest of you too! We’re taking you to the General,” the little droids hissed at them in their petite automated voices.

The party surrendered, and off they were marched off to meet the heinous cyborg, General Grievous…

Well, I hope you enjoyed that, friends! Once again, I will be posting on the Mandalorian later this week, so please stay tuned and Happy 2021!

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😁

Book Review: A Retelling of Leo Tolstoy’s – Papa Panov’s Special Day

Hello, Friends! I hope that you are all having a great day! Before you all say anything, I know that I said that I would be posting on the Mandalorian this week, but it is Christmas time, the season of surprises, so I decided to post on a fantastical Christmas book that I discovered just this past week during our family’s evening time of Advent.

The story that I heard was a retold version of Leo Tolstoy’s classic. Below is the version I heard:

The illustrations in this book are amazing, and Papa Panov is the perfect Russian Grandfather figure. Not to mention this is a great book to read during Advent! 😁

Before we jump in, I need to give my disclaimer. This post will have spoilers for Leo Tolstoy’s Papa Panov’s Special Day and the Bible.

Now without further ado, let’s jump in! Allons-y!

The Story:

The story circulates, of course, around Papa Panov an old Russian shoemaker, living in a small Russian village. It is winter, and Christmas is just around the corner.

He is described as being a happy man, waving to all those who pass by his shop with a smile and a twinkle in his eye. Humbly, he lives in a small house with only a bed, a stove, an oil lamp, and a great wicker chair, thriving off of cabbage soup, bread, and coffee.

However, as Christmas time grows closer, the twinkle in his eye fades, and he is reminded of the passing of his dear wife. Nothing makes this remembrance sting his heart more than Christmas, but not only the thoughts of his wife make his heart sting. He also remembers his children that have all grown up and moved far away from their old Papa Panov. Now, he is alone on Christmas Eve, but he does not wallow in his sorrow. Instead he picks up his big brown Bible and begins to read.

Line by line he goes through the cherished story of the first Christmas. As he reads he thinks what he could give the Christ child if he came to his house, or how he could show friendly Russian hospitality to Mary and Joseph.

“Dearie, Dearie….if they had come here, they could have slept on my good bed, and I would have covered the boy with my patchwork quilt. I could have shared my bread and soup with them and played games with the little child and tickled his toes to make him laugh…”

Papa Panov’s Special Day Pg. 11

However, after some time Papa falls asleep, and the spectacles slip off his nose. Suddenly he is awakened by a voice:

“Papa Panov,” came the voice again. “You wished that I had come to your shop, and you could give me a present. Look out from dawn until dusk, and I will come.”

Papa Panov’s Special Day Pg. 15

Thus, the next day, Christmas day, Papa Panov looks out his window from dawn until dusk searching and waiting for Jesus to come and visit him in his shop. Throughout the day, he shows hospitality to a roadsweeper, and woman and her child, children, beggars, and grannies. He invites them into his shop to warm up out of the cold, to have a mug of hot coffee, or to have a bowl of soup, but to his dismay Jesus never comes…or so he thinks.

That night Papa Panov sadly begins to cry, thinking to himself that the voice must have been a dream, but oh how badly he wanted the voice to be real, and yet before his eyes Papa sees the people that he helped all lined up in a row. They ask him if he had seen them, and again the voice comes to him:

“I was hungry and you gave me food. I was thirsty and you gave me water. I was cold and you took me in. All those people you have helped today—when you were helping them, it was the same as if you were helping me!”

“Dearie, dearie….So he came after all.”

Papa Panov’s Special Day Pg. 30 & 31

This is how the story ends. Papa Panov sits back into his big wicker chair satisfied with a wide smile on his face as the sparkle or twinkle returns to his eyes.

The Conclusion:

This retelling of Papa Panov’s Special Day is a heartwarming tale, and a good reminder of the meaning of Christmas: giving and serving others.

What I love about this story so much is how it illustrates how serving and giving of oneself to people without hesitation, just as Papa Panov did, is doing the same to Jesus. When we serve and give, we are serving and giving to Jesus. All around us, high and low, Jesus can be seen inside each and every individual person.

I believe that we can all take a lesson from Papa Panov and pick up our Bible in the quiet because it is in the quiet that we can hear from our Sovereign Creator the best, just like Papa Panov did on Christmas Eve.

This Christmas, I urge you all, my friends, to look inside each and every person you meet and find Jesus inside of them and give and serve, just like Jesus did for us, without hesitation, for in serving others we are serving Him. Christ is our maker. We are made in his image, so a piece of him is inside all of us in all of our hearts while in some it can be seen easier and others it takes a bit more searching, we all have it.

Well, that is all for now, friends! I hope that you enjoyed this post and will now go and read about my Russian Grandpa, Papa Panov. Either a retelling or the Tolstoy classic, it doesn’t matter. Let us all have Papa Panov and the gift of servitude resonate in our hearts this Christmas!

Have a Happy Christmas, friends!

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😉

Book Reviews: Top 5 Children’s Books to Read during Advent

Hello, friends! I hope that you all are having a fantastic day and are as excited as I am for Christmas! I think that this year, more than ever, Christmas is a necessity, and the time that comes before is equally as important: Advent. If you don’t know what Advent is, then allow me to let you in on the secret.

Advent includes the four Sundays that lead up to Christmas. It is a time to meditate and await with vigilance, excitement, and anticipation the arrival of the Christ child on Christmas, but there is really so much more to it that is just it in a nutshell. Personally, this is my favorite time of year, and today I wanted to write a post about my top five favorite children’s books that melt my heart and spread the wonder and joy of Christmas every year.

Why children’s books, you ask? Well, actually children’s literature is more than your average picture book, and it happens to be one of my favorite genres of literature. You can find so many great truths and joy in children’s books that are accompanied with some of the best pictures that make the stories all the more real.

Some of my favorite children’s authors are, Patricia Polacco, Tomie dePaola, and Jan Brett.

In this post I will give my top five favorite books for Advent, but will also give some additional recommendations at the end that are great for Advent and Christmas in general, so without further ado, let’s dive right in!

Number 5 – Annika’s Secret Wish by Beverly Lewis

This book focuses on a Swedish family’s preparation for Christmas. We get a taste of their traditions and foods that are central to a Swedish Christmas. Annika is naturally the main character, but she also has a brother named Davy, who is a cripple and always walks with a cane.

More than anything Annika desires to find the almond in her rice pudding on Christmas eve, for anyone who finds the almond will receive whatever their heart wishes.

This book focuses on the spirit of giving that is so present during Christmastide, and the illustrations are deep and emotional, connecting the reader to the spirit of the book in a brilliant way.

I would recommend this book to anyone, and I always enjoy it! I hope that you will too! I don’t want to spoil anything about any of these books, so you will have to read them to discover the whole story! 😉

Number 4 – Merry Christmas, Strega Nona by Tomie dePaola

This festive Christmas books brings back the well-known and loved Italian “grandma witch” Strega Nona, as well as Bambolona and Big Anthony.

In this book, we are also exposed to and get a taste of Italian Christmas traditions, such as Midnight Mass and certain food dishes that Strega Nona must whip up in time for Christmas without the use of her magic.

Embodying the simplicity and festivity of Christmas, this book is a must for Advent or just Christmas in general. The creative pictures bring the story to life, and it makes me chuckle every time I read it. I don’t want to spoil anything, but just remember, “No magic at Christmastime!”

Number 3: The Invisible Thread by Laura Schroff

This Christmas book is actually based on a New York Times bestseller with the same name, and no matter how many times I have heard the story, it makes my heart melt.

It circles around a young boy named Maurice, who lives at a shelter hotel in New York city. After experiencing the kindness shone to him by a woman named Laura, his entire life turns around, but again I don’t want to spoil the story. You will just have to read it to find out what happens in this inspiring story that represents the true meaning of Christmas: giving, kindness, and love.

The illustrations are amazing, but the story is outstanding. Truly a great read for Advent!

Number 2: The Christmas Miracle of Jonathan Toomey by Susan Wojciechowski

This book is amazing! My parents first bought it when I was roughly about twelve years old, and we have been reading it every Christmas season since.

It is a story of redemption, overcoming grief, and kindness. Circling around the grumpy woodcarver Jonathan Toomey, the author takes you on a ride that at the end makes you want celebrate with the characters.

For a children’s book it is fairly long, but it is so worth it, and I would recommend this book to anyone looking for a heartwarming book to read with a cup of tea and a pastry. Once again, the illustrations are breathtaking, and if you enjoy listening to Darth Vader read books, then some editions come with a CD of the book read by James Earl Jones, who does an excellent job of reading it.

Number 1: An Orange for Frankie by Patricia Polacco

Well…what can I say about this book to you all that will describe its merits? Merits may not even be a good word to use…

This book has brought me to tears, and it is my number one favorite Christmas book of all time. Patricia Polacco is an artist of both words and illustrations. The story circles around a young boy named Frankie, who is helping his family prepare for Christmas but that is just the beginning.

I urge you all, no, I plead with you all, to read this book that demonstrates the love of family and the heart-tying magic of Christmas. This book really will tug on your heart but in the best way possible. That is really all I can say about this book, for I don’t even have the words to describe it, and I want to save the magic of it as a surprise…

More Christmas Book to Check out!

Well, those are just my top five for Advent, but there are so many more that are fun for Advent and Christmas in general. Here are some of my favorites:

The Polar Express by Chris Van Allsburg

The Legend of Old Befana by Tomie dePaola

Strega Nona’s Gift by Tomie dePaola

The Legend of the Poinsettia by Tomie dePaola

Home for Christmas by Jan Brett

The Wild Christmas Reindeer by Jan Brett

The Christmas Tapestry by Patricia Polacco

The Christmas Boot by Lisa Wheeler

The Crippled Lamb by Max Lucado

Babushka: A Christmas Tale by Dawn Casey

The First Christmas by Carol Heyer

Dasher by Matt Tavares

Cobweb Christmas by Shirley Climo

Phew…sorry, I know that those are a lot of books, but they are all fantastic, and I hope that you find my lists useful for you or your household. Oh, I remember, friends, that children’s literature is not just for children. There are so many wonderful stories out there in the form of picture books that should not be sidestepping because of their illustrations, which a lot of the time are amazing and enhance the story they belong to.

Well, that is it for now, friends! I hope that you all enjoyed this post and are as excited for Christmas as I am. I beseech you all to await Christ’s birth with vigilance, excitement, and great joy this Advent season, which I believe we need more now than ever in this crazy time!

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😉

Fan Fiction Teaser: Trailer and Chapter 1

Hello, Friends! I hope that you all are doing well today! As promised, here is the trailer and first chapter of my fan fiction, which I am titling, the Revenge of the Master. But first…

Once upon a time, the Rise of Skywalker came out, and I walked out of movie theater happy and satisfied. Then, I watched the prequel trilogy one day after getting Disney+ and this lovely animated show called Clone Wars, then rewatched the original trilogy after seeing the prequels, and that was utterly amazing! Suddenly, like a ton of bricks had been hurled at me, my view of the sequel trilogy was shattered. What had Disney done to Star Wars? What had they done to Rey, who should have been related to Obi-Wan Kenobi?! What had they done with Anakin, who disappears and becomes non-existent after the Return of the Jedi? Thus, I decided to take matter into my own hands and write a fan fiction, combining my favorite Doctor and the Ponds and mashing them up with Obi-Wan Kenobi and Anakin Skywalker in my second favorite Star Wars film (on which I will be writing very soon). Yes, my friends, I decided to write a Doctor Who/Star Wars crossover fan fiction.

It is based, in the Star Wars timeline, during Episode III: Revenge of the Sith, and in between Season 7 Episode 4: The Power of Three and Season 7 Episode 5: The Angels Take Manhattan, in the Doctor Who timeline.

However, that is really all that I want to reveal about it since I want most of it to be surprise! Here is the trailer that I put together for it:

By the way this trailer will have MAJOR spoilers for Episode III: The Revenge of the Sith, seasons five and seven of Clone Wars, as well as EXTREME spoilers for Doctor Who series seven episode five: The Angels Take Manhattan, so if you don’t want any spoilers, just skip the trailer and go straight to chapter one of my fan fiction below.

I hope that you all enjoyed that. It took me a good two weeks to finish! It also gives my fanfiction some much needed back story as to when the story begins, and how the Doctor Who timelines intertwines with the Star Wars timeline.

Now, without further ado, I would like to present to you, chapter one of my fanfiction:

(Old Friends)

The Tardis shook and rattled while inside the lanky figure of the Doctor raced about the console, pushing every button in sight. Behind him the Ponds were unsuccessfully trying to hold on to anything unmoving.

“Hold on, Ponds!” The Doctor shouted over the constant wheezing of the Tardis. “The Tardis has been pulled into a timestream that has somehow been merged with mine.” 

“Doctor!” Amy cried as her and Rory banged into one another. “Whose timestream are we merging with!?”

“I believe we are about to find out. The Tardis is landing,” sighed the Doctor as the jolting and shaking ceased, and the Tardis began to materialize in a galaxy far far away…

“R2, locate the Chancellor!” Jedi master Obi-Wan Kenobi shouted as he and Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker fought off the last of the battle droids that had been waiting for them. They had just arrived on General Grievous’s main command ship on a daring rescue mission.

“The Chancellor’s signal is coming from right there,” Obi-Wan informed, pointing to a holographic map of the ship that R2-D2 had pulled from the informational unit. “The observational platform at the top of that spire.”

“I sense Count Dooku,” Anakin asserted.

“I sense a trap.”

“Next move?”

“Spring the trap,” Obi-Wan jested, with a smile.

They began to walk toward the door that headed out of the large flight deck when a loud wheezing noise came from directly in front of them. Out thin air a large blue box began to materialize right before their eyes. Anakin promptly took out his lightsaber, but Obi-Wan quickly motioned for him to put it away.

“It’s alright, Anakin. I’d know that sound anywhere,” Obi-Wan conveyed, with a look of pleasure on his face.

With a final push the Tardis landed on General Grevious’s command ship above Coruscant.

Inside the Tardis the Ponds were still reeling from their long and bumpy ride. The Doctor was pushing the last few buttons that would stabilize the Tardis.

“Doctor, where are we?” Amy piped up, rubbing her temples gently.

The Doctor glanced at his watch. “Just above a planet called Coruscant, and it is nineteen BBY, roughly.”

“BBY?” Rory asked timidly.

“Before the Battle of Yavin—everything in this part of the universe is dated by that time marker.  During the battle of Yavin, a young, daring bloke named Luke Skywalker blows up the first Death Star, which was basically the planet killer of the tyrannical Galactic Empire. So obviously people take that seriously around here.”

“Now, we are before the battle of Yavin, so no one out their knows about all that I just told you, so let’s keep it that way, shall we?” the Doctor paused and put on a lively smile. “Shall we go take a look?”

Amy and Rory nodded.

The Doctor energetically popped his head out of the Tardis to face the two Jedi, who awaited them outside.

“Doctor, good to see you again,” Obi-Wan exclaimed, clapping him on the shoulder as he bumbled out of the Tardis.

“Obi-Wan!” and the Doctor gave him a time lord sized hug.

“That is master Obi-Wan now.”

“You finally did it! Good for you! Last time I saw you, you were still a padawan learner. How is your old master Qui-Gon?”

“Thank you, Doctor. Unfortunately, Master Qui-Gon has passed into the nether field of the force. He is dearly missed, especially in these strange times.”

“I am so sorry…That must have been hard,” the Doctor stopped. His face fell, and there was a silence.

“Many things have changed since I last saw you, my friend,” Obi-Wan sighed pensively, but he smiled softly and continued, “Anyway, I am sorry to bring you into all of this, Doctor. This is Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker. He is a skilled Jedi and will be made a master any day now if the council wills it.”

Amy glanced at Rory in interest as he mouthed the words, “Skywalker?” The Doctor hastily stamped on his foot while Amy pinched him to keep him from crying out.

Anakin walked forward and shook the Doctor’s hand. “It is very nice to meet you, Doctor.” He gestured toward Amy and Rory and laughed. “Your friends seem to be hiding behind you.”

The Doctor chuckled, “Get out here, Ponds!”

“Oh—sorry! Hello!” Amy breathed, waving nervously at the two Jedi Knights.

“Yeah, hi! Husband, here,” Rory added, stepping out from behind Amy.

Obi-Wan greeted them both with smiles before drawing his lightsaber at the sound of battle droids approaching from behind the Tardis. He raised his finger to his lips and motioned everyone to hush.

“As much as I would love to talk, me and Anakin have a job to do. Chancellor Palpatine has been captured by General Grievous, and his is aboard this ship. We were sent here to rescue, and return him to the safety of Coruscant,” Obi-Wan disclosed in a muffled whisper. Amy stranded to catch his words. “I am afraid, my friend, that you need to stay here.”

“I’m sorry, Master, but wouldn’t it be easier if they came with us?” Anakin suggested.

“We will help the best we can…” the Doctor added.

“Yes…I believe that you are right, Anakin. It would be dangerous if you got ambushed here, but all of you stick close to us, especially you, Mrs…Pond, was it?”

Amy was about to respond when from behind the Tardis, what sounded like automated voices erupted, “Hey, who’s there!? And who got clearance to park this big blue box here?”

“Battle droids…” Obi-Wan scowled. “Are you ready, Anakin?”

“Always…This is when the fun begins.” Anakin drew his light saber and brought it in front of himself.

“Be mindful of thoughts, Anakin.” 

“Sorry, Master,” Anakin replied, but Amy thought she heard just a hint of resentment in his voice.

At the same time, all five of them turned and faced the on-coming brigade of battle droids and destroyers…

I hope that you enjoyed that, friends! I know that this chapter was very short, but it is just to introduce the characters, setting, and timeline, in other words, it is just a tease.

I will continue to update you all on my progresses with my fanfiction and will post it in its entirety on this blog first before posting it on any other fanfiction site.

Well, that is all for now, and I will be posting a literature review later this week, so stay tuned!

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😉

Character Spotlight – Jar Jar Binks

Hello, friends! I apologize for not posting in a week or two. I have been enjoying some much needed time off of School, as well as enjoying some lovely Turkey and family time. I have also been working on a trailer for my fan fiction that I will be posting sometime soon along with the first chapter of my fan fiction as a tease. 😉

Today, I would like to write about one of my favorite characters in the Prequel Trilogy, Jar Jar Binks. I have decided that due to its high theological content, I need to give myself some more time to write my post on C.S. Lewis’s – Till We Have Faces, but don’t worry, friends, I will still be posting on it. It is just going to take longer than I expected.

Now, you might be asking yourself right now, “Why Jar Jar Binks?” In truth, he is labeled the most annoying character in all of Star Wars, yet I find him a very fascinating character that is given an excellent character arc and plenty of development throughout the first three Star Wars films and in the Clone Wars show.

However, I invite you to ask yourself: what makes him annoying? Is it the funny way he talks or walks, or is it his clumsy theatrics that actually got him banished from his home before the Phantom Menace takes place.

In this post I would like to take a deeper look into this Gungan and show that even though he is “different” he is one of the most underrated characters in Star Wars. By the end of this post, I hope that the next time you watch Jar Jar on the screen you will see him in a whole new light!

Before we get started, I need to give my disclaimer. This post will have spoilers for Star Wars Episode I, II, and III, as well as the Clone Wars show and the fate of Jar Jar.

Okie day, with out further ado, let’s get right into it! Allons-y!

Jar Jar’s Timeline:

Jar Jar Binks’s first introduction into the Star Wars Universe was in Episode I: The Phantom Menace, which I wrote a post on a couple of weeks ago. He is saved by the Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his apprentice Obi-Wan Kenobi, and for the rest of the movie he is along for the ride.

He appears again in Episode II: Attack of the Clones as Representative Binks. It is in this position that he gives his famed (or perhaps more laughed at) senate speech that puts in motion the Clone Wars and in essence saves Obi-Wan, Anakin, Padmé, and the rest of the Jedi from begin killed during the first battle of Geonosis.

During the Clone Wars Jar Jar continues to serve the people of the galaxy in efforts for peace alongside Padmé and eventually Master Mace Windu.

The last appearance of Jar Jar in the films is in Episode III: Revenge of the Sith where we see him in Padmé funeral procession.

Earlier in the films we see him with the Chancellor often, but Padmé’s funeral is where he is shown visually the most.

After the Battle of Endor and the fall of the Empire, he was once again exiled by his people. They believed that he had aided in the Empire’s rise, so he was therefore reviling to his people and the Naboo. He spent the rest of his days on Naboo an outcast once more, performing as a clown in the streets of Theed for children.

“Desa hisen Naboo tink I help the un-oh Empire. My no know.”

Jar Jar Binks to Mapo on Naboo in 5 ABY

Jar Jar’s Character Arc:

The character arc of Jar Jar Binks if looked at closely, is truly remarkable and is a picture of extraordinary character develop. Don’t believe me? Well, let’s take a closer look, and perhaps you will see why I think the Gungan Jar Jar Binks has a better character arc and development than Rey from the sequel trilogy…

First off, let’s look at the Jar Jar from the very beginning of the Phantom Menace: clumsy and barely understandable when he spoke. Seriously, even I had a hard time understanding him and had to strain in order to know what was being said.

Okie day, now let’s look at Jar Jar at the end of the Phantom Menace. The Naboo and the Gungans had a long history of disagreeing and not getting along. While helping the Jedi and Queen Amidala remove the Trade Federation from their planet, Jar Jar’s actions unknowingly unites the Naboo and the Gungans. For this act he is made a general of the Gungan army.

See any character development yet? If not, let’s move on to Attack of the Clones. 😁

Sometime before Episode II takes place, Jar Jar is elected by the Naboo to represent the Gungans on the Galactic Senate, and he is henceforth known as Representative Binks! I love that!

He is deeply trusted by Padmé, so much so that she even trusts Jar Jar to represent Naboo in the Senate while she secretly returns to Naboo with Anakin to escape the assassination attempts on her life. It is while Padmé goes on her adventure with Anakin that the Republic’s Clone Army is discovered and needed to aid the Jedi, who are dangerously outnumbered on Geonosis. It is therefore up to Jar Jar to urge the Senate to grant the Chancellor emergency powers, so that the clone army may be used to fight against the separatist threat on Geonosis. This is when he gives his Senate Speech.

Emergency powers are granted to the Chancellor, and the Clone Wars begin. Unfortunately, these powers furthered Palpatine’s power over the Republic and contributed to the smooth transfer from the Republic into the Empire when the time came, yet I don’t blame Jar Jar. His actions were true-hearted and were not meant for evil. In fact if Jar Jar had not done this than Obi-Wan, Anakin, Padmé, and the rest of the Jedi on Geonosis that day may have died.

It is also interesting to note that during his speech it is a lot easier to understand him than it was when we had first met him. Character development indeed…

During the Clone Wars he does not do anything “monumental,” but he does have a great influence on all who he touches, literally. One of my favorite episodes with him is actually a two-parter in season six. He is paired up with Mace Windu in these episodes, in which he has to save the Queen of Bardotta, Julia, who is actually in love with Jar Jar! It is super adorable, and it makes my heart smile so hard! 😄

Once again in these episodes, Jar Jar’s kind actions unknowingly unite two people groups that had been at odds with each other, in this case, the Bardotta and the Jedi.

This concludes Jar Jar’s character arc. I said earlier that I believe that Jar Jar Binks has a better character arc than Rey in the sequel trilogy, and no, this is not being harsh. It simply is true.

Let’s look at Rey for a moment, and ask yourself: what do we know about Rey from the beginning of The Force Awakens to the end of The Rise of Skywalker? Nearly nothing with the exception of her parentage, she is the daughter of Emperor Palpatine (I have serious objections to this by the way *tries to contain anger*). I really do hate to say it, but Rey is a very flat character, and by flat I mean that she has close to no character arc or development. Yes, she has a lot of emotions (What is with the screaming while she fights that never seems to go away? You would think that the more she trained the more composed she would become, but we don’t see that. In fact it seems she just becomes more and more angrier and uncontrolled as the trilogy goes on), but that does not make a character who he or she is. Do you follow me?

Alright, now let’s go back to Jar Jar Binks. In the beginning of the Phantom Menace he is a clumsy outcast with no sense of direction. At the end of the Phantom Menace he is a General, leading an army to victory, and unites two stubborn people groups through his humble actions. In Attack of the Clones, he is a representative that is trusted by one of the most well-regarded senators in the Republic, Padmé Amidala, and he gives his senate speech in front of the entirety of the Galactic Senate, and through his seemingly “annoying” actions he begins one of the most monumental wars in the galaxy’s history all while saving Anakin, Obi-Wan, and Padmé on Geonosis. At the end of Revenge of the Sith we see him, a respected Senator, in the front rows of people, solemnly walking in the funeral procession of Padmé Amidala. This swamp-rat, outcast, annoying Gungan certainly has come far, hasn’t he?

But, he is still Jar Jar Binks, and no one can ever change that. He still walks like a dude bro, talks in his slang, and drops plates every now and then, but his heart is humble, kind, and loyal, always loyal, to Padmé, Anakin, and Obi-Wan to the very end.

This is what makes his fate the final grace note to his character arc. Him performing in the streets of Theed as a clown for the littlest of children is Jar Jar, humble, good-natured, always happy to see you, Jar Jar, but he is also always ready to do his job, and do it to the best of his abilities.

He really is quite the character…literally…😉


This concludes my defense…I mean character spotlight post on Jar Jar Binks, who in my opinion has one of the best character arcs in Star Wars. I hope that after reading my post you will not just see him as a bumbling Gungan, which he is and always will be, this is apart of his character too, but a Gungan that is always ready to complete his task, bring people together, and best of all, bring a smile to the faces of those around him with his good-natured attitude.

Oh, and I could literally listen to him say “Obi!” all day! Seriously, if you haven’t seen Attack of the Clones go and watch it right now. I always enjoy it!

Well, that is all for now, friends! I hope that you enjoyed this post, and I apologize once again for not posting in some time. I promise that I will not keep you waiting too long for my next post! 😁

Until next time,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😉

Fan Theory: The Korkie Kenobi Conspiracy

Hello Friends! I have decided to write a fun, light-hearted, and a bit shorter post today about my lovelies, Obi-Wan Kenobi and the Duchess Satine. This post will be a little bit different from my others as I will be analyzing a fan theory, but I hope that you all enjoy it anyway. Later this week, I hope to post my review on C.S. Lewis’s Till We Have Faces, but for now, let’s have some fun!

Today, I have decided to analyze and speculate over the Fan Theory that is and has been circulating around Obi-Wan Kenobi and the Duchess Satine Kryze, ever since the appearance of Korkie Kryze, Satine’s nephew, in 2010. It is, what I am calling, the Korkie Kenobi conspiracy, and it is exactly what it sounds like. People are theorizing that Satine’s nephew Korkie is her and Obi-Wan’s secret child, and believe it or not the evidence for this is pretty compelling.

However, before I jump in, I must give my disclaimer that this post will contain spoilers for Star Wars Episode II (sort of), as well as, the Clone Wars show.

Now, enough of the formalities, let’s jump in! Allons-y!

As any fan of the Star Wars show the Clone Wars knows, Satine and Obi-Wan have a very long history together that stretches back to the time before the Phantom Menace. We also know without a doubt that they both loved each other immensely and still do during the Clone Wars as we see Obi-Wan come to his Duchess’s rescue time and time again.

Oh! I love them so much!

*Squeals with delight*

Anyway…moving on…if you have not seen Clone Wars, then allow me to clear somethings up for you.

Before the Phantom Menace, Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his Padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi protected the Duchess during the Mandalorian Civil War. During this one year period, Obi-Wan and Satine fell in love with each other. However, once the war was over, they went their separate ways and did not reunite (as far as we know) until the clone wars began. Here once again, Obi-Wan protects Satine from all kinds of insurgences, and eventually, when she professes his love to him when she believes that she may be killed, he says the same, in his own amazing, Jedi way.

“Obi-Wan…it looks like I may never see you again. I don’t know quite how to say this, but I’ve loved you from the moment you came to my aid, all those years ago.”

“Satine, this is hardly the time or place for…alright, had you said the word, I would have left the Jedi Order.”

Satine Kryze and Obi-Wan Kenobi – Star Wars: The Clone Wars Episode 13 – The Voyage of Temptation

Let me be honest, friends. The first time I watched this scene, my little heart jumped up and danced! I have been an Obitine (Obi-Wan and Satine) shipper ever since!

However, I digress. We are here to talk about Korkie Kryze, are we not? Allow me then to present the evidence for this fan theory. Then at the end I will reveal my side of the argument, and we shall make a conclusion.

Evidence 1: Korkie’s Character and Mannerisms

Okay, this may be the strongest bit of evidence for this theory. If you do not know what Korkie looks like, then see below:

The first time I watched Korkie on screen, already knowing about the theory, I almost choked. He speaks with a British accent, strokes his chin (an Obi-Wan trademark), has Obi-Wan’s eye color, and has reddish blond hair, not to mention the face structure and the eyebrows, but he definitely has Satine’s nose and chin. 😉 In short, you could say that he looks like a perfect combination between Obi-Wan and Satine. Everything is there, and if they had a kid (or if Korkie’s their kid 😳), I’m pretty certain that he or she would have some resemblance to Korkie.

Evidence 2: Korkie’s Parentage and the Timeline

Korkie is labeled as Satine’s “nephew”; however, we know for certain that he is not Bo-Katan’s son, and we never see another Kryze sibling on screen so whose son is Korkie? It is not explicitly clear, but it is plausible that this other sibling “exists” although because she or he is not mentioned or seen at all is a bit suspicious.

Also intriguing, Korkie’s age matches up perfectly back to the one year period that Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon were protecting the Duchess during the Mandalorian Civil war.

*Looks at Obi-Wan suspiciously over glasses*

My Argument:

Well, there it is, the evidence, which in my opinion is pretty feasible, especially Korkie’s appearance. He literally looks like a mini Obi-Wan. However, as much as my Obitine heart wants to jump up and dance, which honestly I find myself doing after watching episodes like the Mandalore Plot or Voyage of Temptation, I have a few objections that must be taken into account of why I think Korkie is not their kid.

I’m sorry, friends, but believe me if Korkie turned out to be their kid in canon, I would probably be the first person to literally jump up and start dancing anyway. 😉

My first objection to this would probably have to be Obi-Wan’s character and loyalty to the Jedi code and order in general. He doesn’t seem like the kind of person to have a secret kid (but again I could be wrong, this is just my opinion). Many times in Attack of the Clones he warns Anakin not to let his emotions rule him. If he had taken it to far with Satine, wouldn’t this sound just a bit hypocritical? However, it could be that he is speaking from experience, but either way, this doesn’t sound like the Obi-Wan we all know and love. There is no doubt that he loves Satine, and believe me, friends, I will always love Obitine, but my objection comes with Korkie, as I think that an act that would lead to a secret child, tarnishes Obi-Wan’s character tremendously. If you don’t agree or see it another way, I would love to hear your comments down below!

Also, I would like to point out that wouldn’t Korkie be Force sensitive if he was Obi-Wan’s son, and why would Obi-Wan not sense him?

One last objection, friends, remember this is the Duchess of Mandalore we are taking about. How hard would it be to hide a secret this large from almost everyone in the Mandalorian court, including the Prime Minister, Almec, and Bo-Katan, who mostly likely would have known. I know that her and Satine don’t have the best relationship, but we do not know when she joined the Death Watch, so she could have been with Satine after the Mandalorian Civil War, which was most likely when Korkie was born.

If I missed anything for or against this theory, please feel free to comment below. I always love hearing all your thoughts, friends! 😁


Thus, although this theory is compelling, fun to play around with, or remedying for making our hearts happy after watching the Lawless (*whimpers*), unfortunately, I think that it is very improbable. However, this will not stop me from loving my lovelies, Obi-Wan and Satine, or from getting some great fan art out of this theory.

Ah…one of my favorites, still I think I will literally, actually dance if Korkie is their kid! 😂

Well, that is all for now, but I hope that you enjoyed this post and fangirled out with me! Feel free to drop a like, subscribe, or comment below if there is something I missed, and make sure to look for my next post on C.S. Lewis’s Till We Have Faces that I will hopefully post later this week.

Until next time, friends,

Time Lady of Coruscant 😁