A New Beginning
How could I forget when we first met? I felt ready to die, along with my planet; with my father and my friends. I thought I was going to be killed by the Empire. At least I would have died without them learning where the Alliance base was. Then you appeared in my cell, saying "I'm Luke Skywalker; I'm here to rescue you." I'm sure you'd been gaping a moment before, as if to say "There's a real, live princess in there."
But that wasn't precisely when we first met, was it? We have a connection that goes back to before we were even born.
Twins.
I had no idea I had any brothers or sisters. All that my Dad told me was that I was adopted. Also, that my birth mother had been a friend and colleague of his who died when I was very young. I wish I could tell you more.
I was surprised when you asked me if I could remember my mother. I hadn't thought of her in years. There was only one vague memory that I'm sure is real, no matter how hard it is to remember or how young I was at the time.
Flesh torn from Flesh.
And as soon as I knew the truth, you left to face our father. And it's taken a long time to be able to say that. While I had no problem accepting you as my brother, it hasn't been like that regarding our father. I know you wish I would think of him as you do; and I gave him another chance partly for you. But even if I could forgive him torturing me, I know too much about what he did and it is not all up to me to forgive.
For you can only forgive those wrongs done against you.
But I don't want to tell you more about that. You've already lost so much of the innocence you had when I first met you. It's hard to see so much pain in your eyes sometimes. But I'm sure you have the strength to survive in this Galaxy and bring the Jedi Order back. You're the perfect one to do just that, with your Jedi skills that I still don't completely understand.
