Prologue
He sat on the hot desert sand, his head bowed, exposing his neck to the twin suns. A hot wind blew at him and caused bits of sand to get into his clothes and hair, yet he remained unmoving. His padawan braid flew into the air as the wind picked it up and smacked it lightly at the young man's face. Tears had long since dried on his cheeks, his blue eyes were clouded, and the air around him was heavy.
Taking his lightsaber off of his belt, Obi-Wan turned it on and sliced his braid cleanly off his head. Retracting the blade, Obi-Wan tied his braid to the lightsaber handle and then dug a hole in the sand to bury it. After he had placed his lightsaber and braid in the hole, Obi-Wan took the stone, that Qui-Gon had given to him on his lifeday, out of his belt and placed it in the hole too.
Smoothing the sand into the hole, Obi-Wan stared at that spot for a few minutes before standing up and turning back to Mos Espa.
He staggered through the streets, feeling lightheaded and hot. There was no destination in his mind, he just walked until he succumbed to exhaustion and the heat.