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#750757
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In Praise, Laudation, and Hosanna of George Lucas
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Er... um... I'm really, really sorry, guys, if I offended anybody.

The real truth is that I was trying to solve what I thought might be an Internet treasure hunt related to video games. An Alternate Reality Game of sorts.

It'd be about something hidden in plain sight, perhaps, like the buried treasure linked to that old children's book Masquerade.

I didn't mean to offend you all; it's plain from your messages that I've sent emails to the wrong people. Honestly. I really do apologize.

I'm going to bed now.

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#750687
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The SW Saga of 1975: ATM's Take
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Episode II: The Sorceress of Ttaz

Ten years passed; ten years in which the Republic slept at peace. For under the leadership of its wise Chancelloress, Irina, little had happened to disturb its slumbers.

Annikin, for his part, mellowed greatly in this interval, having seen much good and much evil done in the name of the Republic during his years as a Jedi. Ben Kenobi, however, discovered within himself a thirst for power, and he began to take an interest in the dark arts.

(In the earliest stories of King Arthur, Sir Bedivere was a wizard himself, and was often accused of dark sorcery. And Ben of course fulfills not only the role of Merlin—who himself was said to be the son of the Devil—but also that of Bedivere, since he passes on Annikin’s sword to Luke.)

But the times of peace were waning. Rumors spread of a secret Clone Army being made by fugitive exiles on an unknown planet. As yet, though, there was no hard evidence… only rumors.

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The Second Clone War began suddenly, when the good Chancelloress Irina was assassinated by a bomb planted in the Senate Chamber.

(In fact, just such a bomb was thrown by an anarchist into the midst of legislators in France’s Chamber of Deputies in 1893. Adolf Hitler was also nearly killed this way twice—the second time by Count Claus von Stauffenberg in 1944, the first in a speech at the Munich Beer Hall in 1939.)

Irina’s hastily elected replacement was not a commoner, but a noble of the Republic: Lord Manx Pestage of Alderaan, the King of the Cloud City.

(The surname Pestage of course comes from early drafts of ESB. The first name Manx refers to a cat with no tail—an “emperor with no clothes” of sorts. I picked it out myself, though I’m sure it’s the sort of name GL would like—so feel free to accept it as canon on my account, or not.)

The newly invested Chancellor Pestage immediately assumed to himself the temporary war powers requisite to such an emergency: the authority vested in a long-dormant office of the Republic, the Consul or War Leader.

(The Emperor is also referred to as “Consul of the Supreme Tribunal” in the 1974 rough draft. The idea of the Consul here comes from the Roman notion of the temporary dictator in times of crisis, an appointed war leader who was expected to lay down his power once the immediate emergency had passed.)

Consul Pestage fulminated against vaguely defined villains, and vowed to bring the perpetrators to justice. But already the Jedi knew who was responsible for this terrible crime.

The hearts of the exiled Clone Clans still burned with fury and with dark dreams of vengeance against the victors of the great First Clone War. And none burned more fiercely than the hearts of Clan Valorum, whose leader Alexander had died in the Ruin of Sullust X.

In truth, Alexander already had a successor: Xerxes Valorum, who had begun to clone an army of his own in secret on the Ice Planet of Norton III. (This name for a proto-Hoth appears, with different variants of the numeral, in both the 1973 notes for the Journal of the Whills and the 1974 rough draft.)

As befitted a Jedi in these perilous times, Carl Organa doffed his royal mantle and his regnal name, and tracked the rumors of the Clone Army to their source. He went in secret to Norton III to scout out the factory which was cloning Xerxes’ army.

But he was captured, and held prisoner, and subjected to the secret ordeals of the Sith: for the Clones, after all, were not made by human hands.

--

SPECIAL SUPPLEMENT FOR OT.COM READERS!

Ssh... it's a secret, because I like you guys.

From The Revelations of Saint Jacob the Impious, 3:3:14:

I believe that, here in my own hermitage, I have managed to guess something of the initiation rituals of the Sith. After all, given their obvious connection with the Sidhe, they would have to be sort of… Elvish… in nature, would they not?

Here I think that, rather than spend over-much time worrying about sources, it would be best to let them speak for themselves.

I shall quote from The Secret Mysteries of the Whills, by “the Mad Priest,” Friar J.A. Humbert (subset XVII, book IV, to the Encyclopédie historique de l’ancienne empire):

Perhaps I might pause here to describe just what this long-lost ritual of initiation is, as much as what it is not. I have learned of it only imperfectly, but that there was one, there can be little doubt. It is, shall we say, self-evident, to one who knows something of the Elves.

It was not, as is even now commonly believed among laymen, a method of torture by a cruel and capricious order of Dark wizards—those impostors who falsely arrogated to themselves the name of Sith. Rather, it was meant as a revelation of sorts.

The true Sith, the Elves, wished only to cause pain in small doses, so as to bring about far greater pleasure. For their motto was that of the Heroic Serpent, the Brother of Angels: “An it harm none, do what thou wilt.” To that end, they wished their ordeal of initiation to encompass their philosophy in itself.

Four times would an initiate be asked to submit to the rule of the Sith. For each of the first three refusals, a series of seven physical punishments would be administered, with intervals of several days (the exact number, I know not) elapsing between the stages of punishment.

Upon the fourth refusal, the punishment (or reward?) for one so obstinate was the ultimate sanction: death.

(Of this last part of the ritual one cryptic descriptive phrase has survived: “He will knock four times…”)

---

There were seven steps in the initial ordeal, of which each had three stages.

They were as follows:

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I. Injury to the hair:

a. A lock of hair clipped

b. The head (and beard, for men) shaved

c. The head shaved, and part of the hair permanently removed (the beard sans mustache, for men; most of the head hair, save a topknot, for women)

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II. Injury to the right eye:

a. The right eye blackened and swollen shut

b. The right eye blinded

c. The right eye cut out

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III.  Injury to the nose: broken once for each refusal to submit

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IV. Extraction of the teeth:

a. One tooth removed

b. Nine teeth removed

c. All teeth removed

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V. Physical violation, in increasing severity

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VI. Injury to the trunk:

a. Flogging on the back

b. Flogging on the chest front

c.  Asymmetrical removal of one organ of reproduction

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VII. Injury to the right hand:

a. The right ring finger removed

b. The last three fingers of the right hand removed

c. The right hand removed in toto

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Once an inductee submitted, they received the Final Stage of initiation, the Seven Seals of the Sith:

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I. Drinking of a secret Sith liquor that brings on madness and ecstasy, an exalted state referred to as the Red Sleep of the Sith (cf. the Black Sleep of Kali in the legends of the Silver River Galaxy)

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II. Application of the Mark of the Sith to the forehead, in such a way as to show the rank of the novitiate:

a. For the once-resistant, a black triskelion tattoo

b. For the twice-resistant, a red triskelion tattoo

c. For the thrice-resistant, a triskelion of molten gold poured into a cicatrix carved on the forehead

d. For those who never resisted, a triskelion brand on the forehead, assuming the natural color of the skin (a “proper” blazon, in the language of heraldry)

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III. The application of wounds willingly undergone by the initiate: one for each prior refusal of submission, plus another in addition. These take the form of rituals left undone.

However, those who have previously refused to submit three times are spared this final seal, as they have already done all that is necessary and proper.

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IV. A banquet, at which—

Here, sadly, the manuscript breaks off in a lacuna.

A surviving fragmentary page tells more:

To hide the marks upon their foreheads, most Sith Lords wore masks, as do the men of Granbretan to this day. For they did not wish it to be widely known, even within the Empire, that they served a master greater and more powerful than the Emperor—whose emblem remained the arrowhead of the still-venerated Old Republic.

Yet in truth, some Sith initiation candidates were drawn from the Imperial officer corps, and these, who had already given their sworn word to submit, did not have to receive the marks of ordeal until they were fully inducted.

They were held in pectore, or “in the breast,” until they had completed their training, in public and in private—the full details of which even I have not yet uncovered.

And now, by way of comment on the reliability of the Mad Priest, let me lay this drawing of Lord Darth Vader, copied from a work by the hand of Sieur Jehan aux Moustaches of Albion.

Gentle readers, see how Lord Darth's uniform is bedecked with Imperial arrowheads—no doubt a remnant of the Old Republic, and meant to resemble the arrowheads borne on the ships of the Great White Wagon Train on their trek through the stars.

But Darth’s cloak clasp shows not an arrowhead, but a triskelion. This, I suspect, was very likely a secret Sith insignia, a symbol of his true allegiance.

--

And now back to the normal course of the story.

--

Carl's faithful knights, Annikin and Ben, went to Norton III after him. They brought C-3PO with them, in case they needed a translator, but they left behind Alana on Organa Major.

In the ten years since the First Clone War, Alana had given Carl twin sons, Crispin and Corwin, as well as a daughter, Lexa. Crispin and Corwin took after their sallow-skinned father, Carl, but Lexa was blonde like her mother—and her father.

(Remember Lancelot and Guinevere in the stories of King Arthur? By the way, none of these names are chosen at chance. They’re taken from the sort of stories—Narnia, Shakespeare, DC Comics—that GL clearly likes.)

I might note in passing that the Clones probably preferred golden-haired slaves, like Annikin’s own mother; they must have reminded them of the Elves. Likewise, in Dark Age Britain, among the usually dark-haired Celts, golden-haired children were believed to be potential changelings.

At any rate, Annikin left the twin mate of his serpent ring with Alana. The Lone Ring of intertwined serpents Annikin gave to young Lexa, to protect her in case something dire should happen.

But after Annikin’s departure, Alana secretly switched rings with Lexa, hoping thereby to increase her daughter’s protection. After all, she could defend herself as a shield-maiden, but Lexa was too young to wield a Ring in battle. And wouldn’t Annikin be true to his lover?

--

Meanwhile, like the Thuggee cult in the movie Gunga Din, the Clones held three Jedi warriors as prisoners, with whom they planned to entice the Republic’s army, and its Jedi generals, into a trap on Norton III.

Each of the trio was subjected to the ordeals of the Sith. All of them refused to submit. C-3PO, meanwhile, had a leg removed, in order to hobble him.

They were freed by a Clone woman, who offered to release them on the condition that each man have relations with her. They agreed, and did what she asked. In addition to releasing them, she told them how to evade the trap that lay in wait for the Grand Army of the Republic, which even now was landing upon Norton III.

(The reason for her request? Rather like the society in THX 1138, the machine-born Clones were likely forbidden by a religious taboo from reproducing sexually. The particular detail of the captive heroes’ seduction derives from The Ill-Made Knight, the third book in TH White’s series about King Arthur.)

So, after a dangerous descent down a mountainside (an inverted nod to General James Wolfe’s assault upon Quebec in the Seven Years’ War), the three heroes were reunited with the Republic’s army, and foiled the Clones’ plan.

As in Sergei Eisenstein’s film Alexander Nevsky, a great battle was joined on the ice plains of Norton. In the battle, however, although Annikin and Ben slew many foes, the Jedi probably failed to defeat Xerxes himself. Much like Count Dooku in the ending of AOTC, Xerxes must have fled to a remote hangar, and the heroes would have pursued him there.

But Xerxes held them off with a show of force. He’d have cut off Annikin’s right hand with a lightsaber, and disabled Carl Organa with a blast of Force lightning that turned his hair white. (This latter detail derives from Joh Fredersen’s whitened hair in the ending of Metropolis, a twofold symbol at once of his impotence to help his son Freder, and his newfound goodness of heart.)

The heroes survived because of the intervention of Ben Kenobi, who, in a burst of rage, drew on Dark Side powers to force Xerxes to flee the scene in a swift spaceship.

The trio rejoiced in their victory, the opening battle of the glorious Second Clone War—but they still had a surprise in store, waiting for them at home.

--

In the throne room of Organa Major, Akbar Valorum, lieutenant of Xerxes, was holding Alana and Lexa hostage. For he had gone on a secret mission at the behest of his master, to deliver a measure of vengeance should fortune turn against the Clones once more. (Think of Saruman reappearing in the Shire at the end of the book version of The Lord of the Rings.)

Ben was paralyzed by fear, and Carl was still too weak to save his wife and daughter. But Annikin acted, as quickly as he could.

But not quickly enough. Weakened by the loss of his right arm, Annikin failed to stop Akbar from slaying Lexa before he could kill him. The ring failed to protect Lexa; for Annikin hadn’t been true to Alana, the ring’s intended recipient.

--

Meanwhile, on the rocky, cavernous planet of Ttaz (which no doubt looked very much like Geonosis), there dwelt the embittered exile Aubra—on whom Annikin had pronounced banishment as well, in revenge for her curse. Here she raised her twin children, Zeno and Zara Kadar, with the memory of their father’s crimes ever present in their minds.

They grew up hating Annikin Starkiller, and his name, and his deeds, and the Jedi Order which he served. And now they were grown to full strength, and Aubra deemed the time proper to strike.

--

With the great sorrow of Lexa’s death upon their shoulders, Annikin and Alana grieved separately, for each could hardly bear to look at the other’s face. But they realized this must be done, if they were to endure each other’s presence at court. So each of them went, by separate corridors, to the other’s room in an effort to make up. (Rather like a certain scene in Temple of Doom.)

Yet each one thought they found the other where they looked first. For Zara Kadar, in Alana’s shape, inhabited her room; and Zeno Kadar, in Annikin’s guise, rested in his.

And so, unknowingly, each of them was seduced by an Elf. Zeno fathered a child on Alana, and Annikin impregnated Zara.

Afterward, Zara asked Annikin to promise to yield his Rings to her son, should he ever ask for them. Annikin assented readily, not knowing the true meaning of the promise. And, for his part, Zeno asked Alana to give him Annikin’s ring, “for a friend’s protection.” To this Alana agreed, thinking of Ben Kenobi.

Before the Elf siblings departed, Zeno visited Ben Kenobi, who also grieved. For he too loved Alana, if only from afar. Zeno passed Alana’s ring on to Ben, with the caveat that it, too, must be given up, should Annikin’s child ever request it. To this deceptive request Ben, too, pledged his agreement.

In the morning, none of the humans knew what had happened, and they went on with their lives.

--

Nine months later, Alana gave birth to a child: a sickly fair-haired albino, perhaps named Laif Organa. The child grew young, but never too strong. But always he had Annikin’s example before him, and he dreamed of becoming a Jedi himself one day, in order to honor the man he called “Father” in secret.

(Like King Arthur with Lancelot and Guinevere, Carl Rieekan would have known as much as Annikin knew, and he wouldn’t have minded. After all, much of his own vitality would likely have been drained from him by the dark power of the Force lightning.)

Annikin did not replace his lost arm, for this was considered uncouth among Jedi. Instead he learned to duel with his left hand. (In the ROTS novelization, Count Dooku says that if Annikin were a true gentleman, he’d have done exactly that. Sketches for the film also show Mace Windu with one arm, and Ki-Adi-Mundi with an eyepatch—so that probably really was GL’s idea.)

But C-3PO replaced his lost golden leg with one of silver, to show off a war wound of which he was very proud.

--

Zara Kadar, back on Ttaz, also gave birth to a child: Lando Kadar, the future Darth Vader. She died in the birthing, and her strength passed into him, and though he too was a fair-haired albino, he grew stronger and healthier with each passing year.

And Lando, a young and innocent child, eagerly lapped up the poison dished out from the mouths of his uncle and his grandmother.

At his grandmother’s knee, he listened to Aubra’s tales, grossly exaggerated (but not entirely), of the terrible deeds of his father.

At his uncle’s forge, he heard Zeno weep for the beauty of Bestine which he could never know, and curse the name of Annikin Starkiller with every blow of his hammer.

And, as he slept, Lando dreamed of joining the Jedi Order, and destroying it from within, and so bringing his father to ruin. And a smile crept across his face in the night and the darkness of the caves of Ttaz.

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#750548
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The SW Saga of 1975: ATM's Take
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OK, now that I'm back, I have some interesting ideas to share. So here goes.

I think at this point I've learned enough overall, from my own research and the guesses of other people, to put together much of what was in GL's mind at the time he began seriously to work on SW in 1975.

Notably, a lot of this is much more mature in tone and themes (both explicitly and implicitly) than what was ultimately made. It's also a lot more fantasy-oriented in general, like the second draft as a whole.

In particular, it's pretty clear in my view that GL always intended some Wagnerian influence on SW. After all, in his 1975 interview with Alan Dean Foster, he describes the basic form of SW in the form of a trilogy with a lone prequel--a "trilogy with a prelude," in the manner of Wagner's four-opera series Der Ring des Nibelungen.

But I suppose it wasn’t long before he realized he really had to make three prequels, to fit everything in that he wanted to. And it’d "rhyme" with the OT, after all.

--

In reconstructing this, I’ve realized that perhaps the best way to tell it, and to gather ideas at the same time, is to write it like a book. After all, that’s what GL himself apparently tried to do in 1973 with the Journal of the Whills outline.

Forgive me if I don’t explain all the reasons behind this narrative. But do feel free to question me if anything seems out of place, and I’d be happy to explain my reasons for thinking as I do. (Some insights, though, just come naturally to a storyteller. Great minds think alike, after all, and I’d like to think that GL already thought up the majority of this stuff himself.)

OK, are you ready? Here goes.

Episode I: The City of Gold

Know, O Prince, that...

*ahem*

Sorry. Too much Robert E. Howard, I think.

Once upon a time, there was a great Jedi, who was also the Prince of a great and powerful world....

*ahem*

Sorry.

I think, given the known fact of the Clone Wars, this story must begin properly with the Clones.

Prologue to the First Episode

“Another galaxy, another time.”

It’s probable that, given GL’s interest in history and historical names, there was likely an ancestral homeworld of the Clone Clans, rather like ancient Israel before the Babylonian conquest.

As with the Corrino Empire of Frank Herbert’s Dune, there was presumably a ruling Clone Clan, and other lesser clans. There were, after all, said to be 12 noble families of the Empire in the 1975 third draft—analogous to the Twelve Tribes of Israel.

This ruling clan was, I’d guess, named House Valorum, and its leader, the Clone King, would perhaps have been Alexander Valorum. These names come from the notes associated with the 1973 Journal of the Whills text.

It’s almost certain that the Valorum clan was distinguished by a set of genetic traits. Let’s say, perhaps, red hair and green eyes—features common to the MacDougall bloodline of superhuman Lensman candidates in EE “Doc” Smith’s Lensman book series.

This clone homeworld probably had a numeral in its name, as a reference to Wallach IX, home of the evil cloners, the Bene Tleilax, in Dune Messiah. Very probably it was called Sullust X. This world, the farthest out of ten planets, likely had three suns in its solar system—like Abydos in Stargate. You’ll see why momentarily.

Anyways, the Prince of Organa Major, later to be renamed Alderaan—let’s call him Carl Organa—had come to this homeworld for diplomatic reasons. Jedi, like Doc Smith’s Lensmen, would naturally have to be great diplomats as well as great warriors.

Perhaps the negotiations were about slavery, and the Republic’s wish to end it with compensated emancipation. At any rate, the Clones themselves must have kept slaves; and, if that was his purpose in the mission, Carl’s negotiations failed.

Except in one thing: Carl bought a slave child whom he liked, a fair-haired ten-year-old boy. This boy was Annikin Skywalker, so named because he had no father. After all, even in the rough draft of TPM, Shmi Warka and Anakin Skywalker have different last names.

In truth, though, Annikin did have a father: an incubus of sorts. Perhaps we might call this creature a Sith, or in fantasy parlance, an Elf. (Think of Alberich the Dwarf, who sired Hagen Tronje on the Queen of Burgundy in Wagner’s Ring Cycle.)

--

In fact, in the 1975 second draft, the Sith were said to be a pre-existing group, a "clan of Sith pirates," who did not have knowledge of the Dark Side until they were taught it by a renegade Padawan named Darklighter. Elven space pirates, perhaps?

--

Carl bought Annikin because he could see the young boy had great innate Force power. (Although it’s plain that anyone at this early stage could be a Jedi with the right training, genetic talent always helps—as Luke admitted in ROTJ.) In fact, Annikin was probably already winning podraces for his master at the age of ten. Essentially, he was Young Ben-Hur in Space.

Like Bruce Wayne, Carl Organa likely had a young ward: presumably the child of one of his father’s greatest knights, who was slain in battle. This child would’ve been Ben Kenobi, who must’ve been only a few years older than Annikin himself. Carl knew Ben was lonely, and wanted to give him a playmate of his own age.

Carl wanted to free both Annikin and his mother, but despite all the Prince’s efforts to bargain, their wealthy owner would only sell one slave. In fact, he secretly hoped to sire another Annikin on her; for he thought that he himself was the father, and had reason to do so. And isn’t that what slaveowners do in their hypocrisy?

So Carl bought Annikin from his master at a great price, and took him home, not realizing what weighty consequences for the future this one act would have.

Ten Years Later

War now loomed on the horizon between the Republic and the Clone Clans—who wished to secede, like the Separatists of the final prequels, but here likely on account of their desire to retain slavery.

To make the breach complete, and consummate the war both sides so devoutly wished, something must have happened… some catalyzing incident.

Perhaps, in a replay of the opening of the Trojan War, Alexander Valorum stole the bride of Prince Carl Organa, out from under the noses of the guards on Organa Major. If so, probably her name was Alana, as in “Helen of Troy.” (Alana is the name of one of Leia Aquilae’s handmaidens in the 1974 rough draft.)

The First Clone War had begun!

(Ever wonder why they were always the Clone Wars, in the plural? This is likely why. "Begun, this Clone War has...")

Annikin was a young man, and just as in the prequels, the fear of death would doubtless have disturbed him. He would've wanted to save his own life, and the lives of his friends. But in his heart he wanted vengeance on the Clones, who had treated him as a piece of chattel, and then betrayed his good friend and foster father, Carl Organa.

In short, he wanted magical shields and wonder weapons.

So he went to the best smiths in the galaxy: the inhabitants of the sinkhole world of Bestine. Here lived the Sith and the Boma: what one might call, in another galaxy and another time, Elves and Dwarves.

(In the third act of the 1975 second draft, Luke gives Han his lightsaber and sword-belt as a parting gift, saying they were wrought by the “Bomer-wrights of Sullust,” i.e., the Dwarf-smiths of Utapau/Tatooine.)

--

I would guess that the Elves of Bestine were uniformly lovely to look on: tall and golden-haired. But the Dwarves were not.

Most probably, Dwarven womenfolk were beautiful redheads, but their red-haired men were short and stunted, like Wagner’s Dwarves in the illustrations of Arthur Rackham. (This dimorphism is shared by the people of the Lost City of Opar in Edgar Rice Burroughs’ Tarzan novels.)

All of them, however, would likely have had golden eyes and pointed ears—and they could interbreed, with each other and with Men.

But through centuries of too much inbreeding, and proud refusal to marry outside their own lineages, the Elves and Dwarves had both greatly dwindled in numbers. At last there was only one family left on Bestine, of Elves and Dwarves who had mixed together out of pure necessity: the Oxus-Kadar family.

There were three Elves and three Dwarves, and one child, making seven in total. (How’s that for a Disney homage?)

Three Elf sisters: Amber Oxus and her two sisters, Aurelia and Aubra. Three Dwarf brothers: Renard, Roland, and Oliver Kadar. And the youngest, the sole child: an infant half-Elf, half-Dwarf girl-child—Oeeta Kadar (who does not come further into this tale).

Almost all of these names are found in GL’s early drafts and notes from the 1973-74 period. “Renard,” though not found there, is mythological (as in the medieval legends of Reynard the Fox).

These were the greatest smiths in the galaxy: makers of lightsabers, of Kiber Crystals (the magical artifacts in the 1975 third draft which appear to have opened the Force to new Jedi), and of the Clones themselves. But the Clones had overpowered their masters, and only those few who had not been enslaved remained on their home planet of Bestine.

At present, the Sith and Boma were feuding, and begged Annikin to divide the world between them, so they might share it and still each have their own spaces. Annikin was a Jedi, after all, and Jedi were known for their abilities as fair arbitrators.

But Annikin was no ordinary Jedi, nor was he an ordinary man. He judged the Sith and the Boma according to his own immature heart.

For the Sith, who resembled him, were pleasing to him, but the Boma, with their red hair and their stunted bodies, were not—they reminded him of the pain of the lash, and the red hair of his former masters. And he wasn’t yet truly wise, and he saw only skin deep.

So Annikin told the Boma that they had to depart Bestine forever. They resisted him, but Annikin killed Renard in a show of force. The rest went, grudgingly, into forced exile, taking Oeeta with them.

(This whole bit with the two warring clans comes from the story of Siegfried’s adventure with two feuding Dwarves, guardians of a great hoard of treasure, in the medieval Nibelungenlied. It's obvious that GL always did like the various versions of the Sigurd story.)

Now, Annikin had still to deal with the Elves. He loved them so much that—well, I think you can figure it out.

Suffice it to say that, when Annikin was done with Amber, she killed herself. Aurelia, for her part, wished to go on living, but, feeling the insult to her family too much to bear, Aubra slew her own sister in an honor killing. (Titus Andronicus, anyone?)

At last, only Aubra was left.

She’d sought to protect her own sisters, and herself, by giving Annikin gifts to buy him off. It didn’t work.

First, for Amber’s sake, Aubra gave Annikin a magic ring, forged of two serpents interwoven, which would save his life if worn in battle. It’d have been very much like King Arthur’s magical scabbard.

Then, to ransom Aurelia, she gave Annikin a pair of magic rings, each in a serpent’s shape. These would save the lives of both wearers—as long as each of them remained loyal to the other, to the point of giving up their own life, each for each.

(This idea comes from Poul Anderson’s 1974 alternate-history fantasy novel A Midsummer Tempest, whose hero and heroine are given just such a pair of rings by the Elves, Oberon and Titania.)

And, in a vain attempt to protect herself, Aubra gave him another thing: a Black Sun.

I'd wager this was a portable magical bomb, analogous to Saruman’s “blasting fire” of gunpowder in The Lord of the Rings, which had been specially crafted for Annikin’s own needs. Naturally, as magical beings, Elves and Dwarves were quite capable of foresight.

But none of these things swayed Annikin from his dark desires. And afterward, Aubra still wished to remain alive, to wreak her own vengeance upon him.

So, as Annikin left Bestine, Aubra gave him one thing more: her own curse. She told him that the Two Rings would never bring good to their wearers, unless first purified with fire and blood—and that ultimately, to end the curse, the Lone Ring would have to be destroyed.

(The Dwarf Andvari lays down a very similar curse on the Ring stolen by Loki "Sky-Walker," and ultimately inherited by Sigurd/Siegfried, in Norse myth. It is this curse which brings about Sigurd’s downfall, and the fall in turn of the Burgundians who slay him and steal his gold.)

Armed and prepared, Annikin traveled to Sullust X, held under siege by the war fleets of the Republic.

--

Annikin snuck into the Golden City of Sullust himself, and found and rescued Alana. But he also found another prisoner: his own mother, who had been given over to the torturers when the war broke out.

Most likely, in fact, Annikin would’ve found her in such pain that he’d have been forced to give her a merciful death. (Basically, an even worse version of Anakin’s last meeting with Shmi in AOTC.)

In the fullness of his anger, Annikin detonated the Black Sun. Now he saw what it was truly meant to do, since Aubra had not told him the details.

It extinguished the third sun of the Sullust system, making it into a harsh desert world, placed as it was right next to the two other suns. (Imagine the power of the Genesis Device in Star Trek II—but here used to put out a sun.)

And the resulting shockwave completely destroyed the first nine planets of the Sullust system.

Sullust X survived—but the blast ruined it, leaving a post-apocalyptic, radioactive wasteland where a world of golden cities and flowing rivers had once been. Annikin and Alana, and the Republic fleets, barely got away in time. The First Clone War was over almost before it had begun.

(Does this remind you of anything yet? “This is Ceti Alpha V!” perhaps? Which came first, the chicken or the egg?)

For this great and terrible deed, Annikin Skywalker very likely received a new surname: Annikin Starkiller. Think of the Roman general Scipio, the victor of the Second Punic War, who defeated Hannibal of Carthage, and afterward was named Scipio Africanus. (Actually, you might also recall the Starkiller lineage of the 1975 second draft, whose ultimate founder was a man called “the Skywalker.”)

Carl Organa, whose father, the King, had been killed in the inital raid on Organa Major, now became the planet's new King, and resigned as an official Jedi. Annikin and Ben, both blooded in the war, entered his service as Knights.

It’s likely that such valiant Jedi were permitted to have the posting of their choice; after all, it’d explain how Ben Kenobi had “served” Leia’s father.

Like Aragorn Elessar in The Lord of the Rings, Carl probably took a regnal name: Rieekan. This name, later used for a Rebel general, is based on the French word for “shark,” and is a reference to Charles Martel, grandfather of Charlemagne, as well as to King Kala of the Shark Men from Flash Gordon.

And Annikin and Queen Alana, who had escaped the jaws of Hell together, fell in love, like Lancelot and Guinevere.

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But not all the Clones had been killed in the fall of Sullust X.

Some escaped, and some perished, as did Alexander Valorum. But those who survived lived on as mutants, in the ruins of the City of Gold.

The new world of Sullust, once a sun, received settlers, who nicknamed it Utapau. This name had two senses, one ironic and one straightforward. It was a harsh world to live upon, but its denizens gave thanks for its creation, which ended the First Clone War with minimal loss to the Republic.

(In the 1975 third draft, the world we know as Tatooine is normally called Utapau, but Luke refers to it as Sullust in the company of off-worlders. It seems to have been analogous to the respective uses of Dune and Arrakis in Frank Herbert's Dune. But hardly anyone's ever noticed that detail! GL may still have some secrets after all.)

Some of the resentful mutant clones traveled to the new world of Sullust, and settled in secret camps in the desert. They resolved to make life as difficult as possible for the settlers on the new world whose birth destroyed their own. They hid their damaged faces and patchy red hair in bandages. The people of Utapau, who never perceived the secret beneath their masks, gave them a new name: the Tusken Raiders.

After all, Dwarves and Elves and Clones, the makers and the made, all had long memories… and they did not forget slights, and rarely forgave. And Aubra’s undying hatred of Annikin Starkiller and the Jedi Order would bear bitter fruit in future years.

Already, she was pregnant. And she had great plans for the twin children soon to be born to her.

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#750397
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In Praise, Laudation, and Hosanna of George Lucas
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Er... I'm really sorry if the initial post of this thread seemed rather strange. I've had too little sleep the past few nights, I fear.

What I want to say, before I quit this thread, is that, although I don't overly like the Prequels, I also don't feel it's right to deny GL's own right to make movies as he chooses. That's kind of... not nice.

(Though of course we all reserve the right to nitpick them! Man, I'm so glad we've got RiffTrax to carry on the MST3K spirit.)

I do still think, though, that the OOT really really needs a re-release. Like, yesterday. That is the real crime here, in my view. (And it'd be even better if we could have all the Special Editions alongside it in one go, Blade Runner style.)

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#748020
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General Star Wars <strong>Random Thoughts</strong> Thread
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DIRECTIONS TO MONKEY ISLAND!!!

In the golden cauldron boil and bake...

six bodily fluids; severed locks of damaged hair; hair and/or feathers from familiars; the sumptuous vestments of 16 kings and queens; and some artificial limbs from the same; their symbols of office, and crowns, which are of this world.

Stir with a severed ram's horn.

Makes one Chromax Conundrum.

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#748019
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Random Thoughts
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I think I know how I would like to die.

I would like my right hand, the outer three fingers of my left hand, eyes, liver, and (ahem) unmentionables to be put on a mountaintop, there to be fed to birds.

But the rest of me, saving only the heart, I would have burned on a funeral pyre.

The ashes shall be divided in half.

The first part shall be spread over the waters of the Pacific, o'er which stout Balboa stared with eagle eyes.

The second part shall be used as fertilizer for a newly planted tree, in the grounds of the former mansion house of Desart Court in County Kilkenny, Ireland.

But my heart shall be put into a jade urn, within a copper box, within a wooden casket. This I would have buried in a Los Angeles cemetery, under the name of Taran Sanders.

And, should some rich fool ever build the original design of the President's House in DC, perhaps on a hill in San Francisco... an event I fear I shall never live to see...

I would humbly hope to have my wooden casket to be exhumed, and placed over one of the mantels in the basement kitchen below the Entrance Hall. Over the other mantel, I would like to have my father's and mothers' hearts, set respectively in a crystal urn and a golden, within a single silver box.

But this is a dream of ivory, not of horn; it shall never be, unless I should be ravished by the Goddess.