Jedi Master Mace Windu, still groggy from a sound sleep, followed the
Force to the Room of a Thousand Fountains. There he found Master Yoda,
meditating. "Master Yoda, I sense you are disturbed. What's wrong?"
The diminutive green alien turned and Mace could see that his Master was troubled by the same disturbance in the Force that had awakened him. "Pain, I sense. Angry a force-adept is. Betrayed, he feels."
"Can you tell anything else about him?" Master Yoda could detect fainter disturbances in the Force than any other Jedi. Mace had never had such power.
"Feel this I cannot. Angry he is. Obscure details the Dark Side does."
"The Dark Side? Could this adept be using the Dark Side? Is he powerful?"
"Sense this I do. Strong he is. Far from home he is. Far from here as well. Familiar he is. Somehow."
There was a long pause as both Jedi stared into the ripples of the disturbed water. These ripples effected everything they touched in some small way. Some of the effects were not so small.
"Should we send a Jedi to look for him?"
"Useless that is. Too little know we."
"The Force is growing murkier. I have been noticing, each time a vision is revealed to me, deep shadows around the edges."
"Know this I do. Unexpected is this."
"Master Yoda, what should we do?"
"Difficult to answer is this. The Force is our ally. Watch over this boy it will. Even when we cannot."
Together Jedi Masters Mace Windu and Yoda left and returned to their separate quarters to prepare for the new day. Matters and obligations of galactic importance soon threatened to crowd out concern over one boy so far away. But each felt a sense of a responsibility shirked and an ally lost; a sense that for Yoda at least, hailed a feeling of foreboding that troubled him for many nights after.
The diminutive green alien turned and Mace could see that his Master was troubled by the same disturbance in the Force that had awakened him. "Pain, I sense. Angry a force-adept is. Betrayed, he feels."
"Can you tell anything else about him?" Master Yoda could detect fainter disturbances in the Force than any other Jedi. Mace had never had such power.
"Feel this I cannot. Angry he is. Obscure details the Dark Side does."
"The Dark Side? Could this adept be using the Dark Side? Is he powerful?"
"Sense this I do. Strong he is. Far from home he is. Far from here as well. Familiar he is. Somehow."
There was a long pause as both Jedi stared into the ripples of the disturbed water. These ripples effected everything they touched in some small way. Some of the effects were not so small.
"Should we send a Jedi to look for him?"
"Useless that is. Too little know we."
"The Force is growing murkier. I have been noticing, each time a vision is revealed to me, deep shadows around the edges."
"Know this I do. Unexpected is this."
"Master Yoda, what should we do?"
"Difficult to answer is this. The Force is our ally. Watch over this boy it will. Even when we cannot."
Together Jedi Masters Mace Windu and Yoda left and returned to their separate quarters to prepare for the new day. Matters and obligations of galactic importance soon threatened to crowd out concern over one boy so far away. But each felt a sense of a responsibility shirked and an ally lost; a sense that for Yoda at least, hailed a feeling of foreboding that troubled him for many nights after.
