text: "What I remember about the assault of naboo was how...sad it was. During the final hours of the invasion, I was still guarding our fair queen's tomb as wave after wave of stormtroopers and walkers finally broke through our Anti-air blasters and our defensive line. The fires that engulfed the anti-air blasters could be seen even in the thick of the storm. The white soldier of the empire ran up the streets and barged into the homes of many like a plague of death to our fair kingdom.The skies were still gray with rain and patches of silhouette battleships hovering our city that cast a looming shadow over us. Most of the civilians got evacuated, a few transport were shot down as a warning not to resist. A few squadrons were making their way towards the queens tomb with thermal charges. To destroy the tomb to make a statement to us citizens of naboo. As one of the hand chosen few of the royal guards. As someone who watched over our fair queen before the rise of the empire...before she was brought back to the royal palace without her life. I was taken to an oath and swore I would defend the final resting place of the last queen of naboo. To be the last man standing as the city is torn from the inside out . It was a death sentence I know...but our queen ment everything to us. I steadied my hand as it held the blaster rifle and held my aim. The world around me grew quiet as if it was holding its breath to see who would make the first move. As fortune would have it, I made my move. I pulled the trigger and opened fired on the first stormtrooper that came into my line of sight. We traded shots after shots. One fell down dead, two more came to take his place. I dont remember how many I have taken down, but I taken down enough of their forces for them to call on a Walker. Their heavy blaster knocked me on my back and I slam to the ground. I skidded on the wet concrete a few feet from the queens tomb. I slowly got back up as I lean heavily my fighting staff. They began to draw in like a pack hungry beast who have cornered their injured prey. My rifle was broken, my vision was darkening as they drew their blasters on me. Under my breath I muttered,. "Forgive me your majesty...i tried my best..." I closed my eyes and waited for death. The sound of something drawn came from my left and the sound of a blaster being fired. I open my eyes to see a man in black with a red lightsaber deflect blaster shots and slashed the stormtroopers. The Walker backed away and I knew why. It did. Darth vader. The Sith lord's apprentice. His breathing through the rain sent chills down my spine. He turns to me with the lightsaber still active and slowly walks over to me. I glance back at the tomb and to the sith in front of me. I took a stance. Ready to fight once more. He stops and tilts his head a bit. He turned off the light saber walked next to me. He stops and spoke, " you have guarded her well." I was puzzled by the sentence. He goes close to the tomb. He slowly reaches and touches the tomb. For a good few minutes their was just silence. After that he turned and walked away where the troopers came from. My knees buckled and I was on the ground. Tears running down my cheeks as the world faded to black. I woke up weeks later at a base on Yavin 4. The rebels found me unconsious and brought me to their base. They said that mostly the royal palace was in ruin. But royal tomb was still intact. Not even a scratch or debris was around it. As the survivors spoke of that day they said that it was the most horrific day. When I see that image of the sith lord and the tomb I cannot say it was a horrific day, but a rather sad day...and I just dont know why.... -tenzin seltora, the last royal naboo tomb guard ((Edit: sorry bout the format.