Little Talks
Based on the song Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men and of course the final scene in The Force Awakens. (Luke may be standing at a rock, but let me continue to believe it's Mara's gravestone man.) May the Force be with you,
Dolores Storey
The Force. It flowed like waves in a river, like wind in the air, like blood in a body. Luke stood at a grave, meditating, calling out to a spirit the Force had captured long ago. He chose this exile; he chose to escape the inevitable.
"Can you sense her too, Mara?" he whispered, feeling his wife at his side. Luke didn't dare open his eyes, he never could. He feared looking upon the spirit of his wife would surely destroy him.
"Rey, what a lovely name." Not even time nor death could change that angelic voice. Mara giggled, resting her head on her husband's shoulder. "She'll change you, Luke."
"I've changed enough."
"Not as much as you think, love. You're not done living yet. Your task has yet to be complete. You will learn that soon."
Luke shook his head, "Don't lecture me."
"I can't help it. You will learn what destiny is held for you, Luke. She is you destiny."
He didn't want to believe it. How could a child change an old man like him?
"Your thoughts betray you," Said Mara, "You were her age when you changed Vader, when you changed me. Believe in her; believe in yourself, my love. There is so much left for you to do. Trust me-" She paused and gasped, "Look! There she is!"
Luke turned away from his wife's voice, hoping not to see her as he opened his eyes. There were tears in the girl's big brown eyes as she grabbed something from her bag.
"Do you sense that?" Mara chuckled, "It's your future."
Rey sighed, holding out a long forgotten weapon. Luke was shocked at it, at her. This young girl carried his father's lightsaber.
"Take it." Suddenly Mara's spirit vanished as wind whipped through the air.
He let out a heavy breath, removing the hood from his head. "Hello, Rey."