Rembrandt The Return of the Prodigal Son Painting

Rembrandt The Return of the Prodigal Son Painting
Return of the Prodigal Son
Samson And Delilah
seated nude
Spring Breeze
Welcome, young Skywalker," the Evil One smiled graciously. "I have beenexpecting you." Luke stared back brazenly at the bent, hooded figure. Defiantly. TheEmperor's smile grew even softer, though; even more fatherly. He looked at Luke'smanacles. "You no longer need these," he added with noblesse oblige—and made theslightest motion with his finger in the direction of Luke's wrists. At that, Luke'sbinders simply fell away, clattering noisily to the floor. Luke looked at his own hands—free, now, to reach out for the Emperor's throat,to crush his windpipe in an instant… Yet the Emperor seemed gentle. Had he not just let Luke free? But he wasdevious, too, Luke knew. Do not be fooled by appearances, Ben had told him. TheEmperor was unarmed. He could still strike. But wasn't aggression part of the