For Luth, the only person who can make me get down to my writing seriously,

and Kaja, who asked for a fanfic about Tahl and Qui-Gon, and a scene with a kiss in particular.

Used some quotes from Jedi Apprentice part 15 (those belong to Jude Watson), although I tried to use them as little as possible. Tahl and Qui-Gon are of course not mine. I only borrowed them for this little non-profit fiction.

The title is in fact taken after the title of a book by Khaled Hosseini, and – according to the author's note – the title comes from a 17th century poem. I just liked the sound of it.Plus, as I imagine Tahl a woman similar in many ways to Chani (check 'Dune' and 'Children of Dune' films or Barbora Kodetova) and made her somewhat half-Fremen, the sun fitted perfectly.

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A Thousand Splendid Suns

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There is darkness, limit, silence. I feel my body wants mores pace. I don't hear anything. It's dark – not that it matters, I can't see anyway, but I know there's complete darkness around me, I can feel it. No life around me, and the only movement is air, but it's so slow, so slow I can barely feel it moving…

But they cannot bind my spirit. I have time to think. That's the one thing I have really plenty of here – time. I have time to think and, for the first time of my life, this makes me afraid. I don't want to think, I don't want to guess the future, which very probably would bring my death, nor to discover what is going on on New Apsolon. I don't want to think who the traitor might be, aside from Balog. I don't want to wonder what the truth is, I don't want to think about all the things they want me to. For they want to break my spirit. One thing I have learned, back home – when the wind blows, bend and float and it will not break you.

And that's what I'm going to do. I will float. On my memories… Back in them I can see. Even now, I can still see the light when I let my thoughts drift away gently… The light of my happy memories. My thousand splendid suns.