27th day, 4th month, standard year 24934
We were sent on a mission to one of the moons
of Aurea. Me, Tahl, and our Masters, that is. It was just negotiations....it
only took a few days and I didn't bring this journal with me. Tahl was
fairly quiet throughout the whole thing. Sometimes I wish I knew what she
was thinking.
I ought to go meet her in the library now.
******
The library was quiet when we got there. Me and Tahl kept quiet, talking in whispers. Discussing our Masters.
"Master Dooku is fond of you, that's perfectly clear." Tahl said. "You remind him of him."
"How do you know?"
"Because he told me."
I nodded and she suddenly said "Do you ever think about your old Master?"
I jumped "Of course," I think about him all the time. How couldn't I? He was kind, and giving, and loving..."
"Yes," she said, cutting me off. (she does that a lot, you know. It's annoying but I don't mind.) "I think Master Thea was friends with him. I brought him up in conversation once, and she shook her head crossly and told me not to speak of him again."
"Why would she say not to speak of him?"
"Because I think she's like that. She's sad so often, but she hides it. From me especially."
There was so much unspoken there. I reached for a book. "Maybe..."
CRASH! The whole stack of books fell. We both jumped and looked around. But amazingly it seemed no-one had heard.
"Oh great," Tahl muttered. "We'd better pick this lot up."
We started reaching for books and re-stacking them. I reached for a red one.
I'm still not sure why.
"What are you doing?" Tahl asked. I didn't know.
I examined the book's cover. "Tahl, are you any good at languages- old languages?"
"Why?"
"Because this writing," I said, showing her a page. "looks like Yemiyan. It's a language that they..."
"I know what Yemiyan is," Tahl interupted. "Ancient language, spoken by only a few people on only a few planets. What makes you think I'd know anything about it, hmmm?"
"Master Thea's very good at languages, isn't she? I just wondered..."
"She taught me some." she said thoughtfully.
I let her examine the book.
"Let's see..." she mused. "Yemiyan's not supposed to be too difficult once you get the hang of it...."
She poured over it for a minute, muttering things, and finally said "It says: 'The book of Prophecies'" She frowned. "Prophecies are unreliable. My Master says so, your Master says so, the Council says so..."
"But I don't say so."
The pile of books completely forgotten, I sat down and opened the book to the middle pages. One of them was falling out. I desperately wanted to read it, but it too was written in Yemiyan.
"Tahl, could you read this?"
She took one glance. "No! That's too difficult. You'd need a proper expert for that."
"Maybe your Master?"
"You think she'd care about these things? I doubt it."
"Can you give it a go?" I asked. Then I added. "Sorry. I know I'm being unreasonable, but..."
"Not unreasonable. Just silly." She shook her head and sat next to me. "Right. Master told me to rely on the Force whenver I have trouble with an exercise. Maybe I ought to do that."
She concentrated on the page. "First word is almost
definately 'Life'"
We were there for a while.
"'Life will become a painless death' is the first line."
Almost an hour passed. Tahl sent me off to find a datapad about the Yemiyan language, and somehow we managed to get through the first two verses.
Life will become a painless death
Love will become a blinding hate
Without dark there is no light
Who will tell the future's fate?
Shadows of stars and the longest darkness
Alll shadows that cover the heart
Fate is not created by destiny
In love and faith will the fight start.
"Fate is not created by destiny...." I murmured. An excited , slightly anxious feeling was taking hold of me. "Who will tell the future's fate?"
"It's silly. It doesn't even make sense." Tahl said. "Please don't make me read the rest of it. Not now."
"Thank you." I said. I think I had this wacky grin across my face. "Thanks, Tahl."
There was a sound behind us. I turned to see the librairian, Vonmi Dross, looking very displeased indeed. Behind her stood a thin blonde girl of about eighteen, looking just as cross.
"I assume you two are responsable for this?" Vonmi gestured at the mess of books.
"Yes," I said. "Sorry...I'll pick them up."
"See you do." the girl said, and they both headed off, Vonmi turning around to check I was actually doing it.
Me and Tahl stacked all the books.
"What was all that about?" Tahl asked. I knew what she was talking about. "It's probably not even a real prophecy. I bet it doesn't mean a thing."
"I think it does...." I said, and I did.
***** I said, and I did.
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