Courage forms the hero, and trust is the basis of friendship.
Black line! Lately, Youngling Santal Sabura has been plagued by constant setbacks! In the end, the girl hides from shame in the ventilation, shuddering in sobs. However, there she does not manage to grieve alone. She is found by one Padawan, who wants to understand what the matter is, and help as much as possible ...
"I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi's Padawan Trainee. And who are you?
I am Youngling Santal Sabura.
So what happened?
Do not want to talk. - answered the girl, sobbing.
But still? - Kenobi looked inquisitively at the girl's face. - Maybe I can help you?
You can't. That is, you cannot.
"We'll never know if you don't tell me."
Santal was confused. On the one hand, the guy inspired her confidence. The desire to speak out grew with each passing second. But, on the other hand, she saw this Padawan for the first time. She doesn't know him at all. And he, too, and, nevertheless, offers help just like that. But again, he is a Jedi, just like her. And the Jedi are exceptionally kind, light beings. There are no Jedi villains! They are exceptionally good.
So in the end, the girl began to tell slowly.
I can't do anything!
What exactly?
Physical exercise. Like somersaults and stuff in the air. Because I'm afraid to fall, break something, and it hurts. Others are already doing a lot, I don't know why. But we have already begun to practice the movements with the sword. Form 1. I am lagging behind! I'm scared! And today she completely fell in front of other children. It was such a shame! They laughed at me - Santal gradually began to calm down, before shedding tears again very loudly. Either the presence of another Jedi influenced, or she herself tried.
The girl was very exhausted during all this time, she was tired.
That is, I'm just afraid.
Santal paused, not knowing what else to say.
"That's your problem," Kenobi said. "From everything I've heard, it can be inferred that you are letting fear take over. But fear leads to the dark side. Don't you know that?
In the classroom, we were told about all this. But this makes it even worse.
Listen, maybe it's better to talk in a more comfortable place than in cold ventilation? Obi-Wan suggested.
Santal agreed and in a few minutes both were already in the girl's favorite place. In library. We sat at the table.
So where did we stop?
On fear.
Yes. I can feel it even without the Force. Is there something else that you haven't told me? Are there any other problems?
Santal, in other words, did not like the word "feel". It was as if something had shrunk in my ears, narrowed.
She was frankly annoyed that a guy she didn't know was rushing into his personal space, as if they had been friends for ten years.
But at the same time, he somehow found her, passing by, did not ignore, listened and brought her to a place comfortable for her.
It would be a little wrong, Santal decided, not to say anything at all. The girl began to speak without stopping, all that came to mind:
I could have had a completely different fate! And because of him! It's all his fault! I'm NOT GUILTY! And why did I just stay here? Maybe not worth it? Maybe your aunt was right? She said that I would be sorry. Maybe the Jedi way is not what I want? - and many questions like them flew from the tongue. - That uncle. It's all because of him, "she cried.
I already understood. And I don't understand. Can you tell us in more detail, with names? The Padawan suggested.
Santal told the same to the Council. How she enjoyed a quiet life on Ryloth, about the lights, how she fell into the hands of a hunter who kidnapped her, who wanted to sell her (the girl first said "give", Obi-Wan corrected), but she somehow miraculously escaped, got lost, fell on another planet, met Yoda, visited two more planets, found out that she was sensitive to the Force and agreed to the offer to go to the Temple.
Obi-Wan wondered and at times smiled, at times looked at the girl sympathetically as he listened to this incredible story.
I have no words. I have never heard such a thing. I am absolutely sure that no one has ever entered the Temple like you. So many adventures! Tell me, what would have happened if everything had gone differently?
Nothing would have happened. If the hunter had landed in another place, or I would not have paid attention to the "lights". Solid accidents. How stupid I was!
Do not say that. After all, you are little. Quite small. To you. How many?
Recently turned four.
That's it. So you're not stupid. You have just begun to live, one might say, the first page of a thick book, on which two or three lines are written. And this is no coincidence. My teacher says nothing happens by accident.
What does it mean?
This means that we met at the behest of the Force.
And the fact that I met with that hunter? Was our meeting predetermined by the Force? And that I became a Jedi? Is that also Power? And your aunt? Did we end up together a long time ago at the behest of the Force?
Yes.
And how do I feel about this? Any acquaintance by the will of the Force?
And how do I feel about this? Any acquaintance by the will of the Force?
No way. Just take it for granted and rejoice. And in general, you perceive everything that happened to you too negatively. Yes, I do not argue, there is little pleasant in your story. But look at the situation from the other, positive side. Because of the actions of that hunter, you became a Jedi, saw the sea, found friends ...
Santal wanted to say that she did not consider all her new acquaintances as friends, but said nothing.
Your life is better. You got into better conditions. Obi-Wan played Yoda as a joke.
Looks like he wanted to cheer the girl up, or just wanted to spontaneously joke. If the first statement is true, then he succeeded. The girl smiled and laughed.
"Okay," Kenobi said. - I hope you feel better. Just don't get hung up on failure. Move on.
Santal wandered through some dark place. It seemed to be abandoned long ago. The floor creaked. Cobweb in places. Sneaking, the girl stumbled onto the stairs and hesitated. Does she need to get up? Then I made up my mind. The staircase was small and creaky. Four steps. Rising cautiously, Santal stared at the wall.
Suddenly there was a strange sound. It was as if the wind had blown over my back. It was as if someone had rushed past her briskly.
The girl got scared. She wanted to run headlong from this place. Wait a minute, how did she even get here? Stole again? Or is it a dream? Really? The second option was more believable. After all, if she was stolen, then why did she not feel anything being grabbed? Even that uncle, when he grabbed her, she felt. I wonder what he is doing now?
If this is a dream, how did she fall asleep? After talking in bed? Or has she still not got out of the ventilation? Exactly? So meeting Obi-Wan and talking to him is a dream, then? Or not?
In general, again a bunch of questions. As a result, curiosity again intervened and insolently took the reins of control over the mind, influenced once again the girl's decision. Santal stealthily walked to the left towards the door. There were simply no other options. The staircase began to darken, which further convinced the girl that she was dreaming about it. This fact added courage.
Who are you? Where are you? Give an answer! Who are you to me? I saw you, "Santal muttered softly, reaching a black rectangular door and opening it (it was unlocked). The girl entered the dark room, taking a couple of steps. - Who are you? Enemy or friend?
Friend, - no longer expecting an answer, Santal jumped up, half-turned.
Behind him was a strange old man with a hood on his head. That made the face difficult to see.
"They are hiding it from you," the stranger said in a mysterious, but, as it seemed, also ominous, and maybe kind, incomprehensible voice.
Who are they? You didn't answer my questions, which I asked first, "Santal asked, puzzled. - Who you are? And what are we doing here? Am I sleeping or not?
Now you know everything, - the old man smiled, continuing as if nothing had happened. "Either they or you.
And he began to move away. He turned around and, as if floating, flew to the right.
Wait, don't go! I do not understand! Give the answers! - the girl ran, crashing on the way, most likely, into a wall. She stumbled, rolled head over heels down, jumped out into the street, but the old man was gone.
Santal surveyed the area from the porch. A bad place, definitely. Swamp, strange dark green plants, whose names are not known to the girl. Till. The sky is light green.
Suddenly, in front of Santal's face was a white creature with empty eye sockets with long thin teeth, which shouted shrilly: "Kra-ah-ah! Ara-a-a-a-a! "
The girl screamed no more quietly, screamed, waved her arms, kicked her legs. AND... And she woke up, sitting abruptly on the bed, moving her limbs.
Santal was breathing heavily. And she was angry. As if she had few problems, incomprehensible things, strange dreams that dream almost every day and are all different. So many secrets, so many mysteries have accumulated over the course of my life! And no answers!
The Jedi daughter exhausted herself and fell on her back in the shape of a star. There were a lot of thoughts, ideas, plans in my head, but all of them had to be put off, because I had to run to class.
As always, the problems started in physical education.
Girl, come on! You will succeed. You can! - Tera Sainube tried to cheer up.
I can not. The girl repeated to herself like a mantra.
For five minutes Santal could not do a double somersault in combination with hand movements.
The rest did this exercise, as it was said, almost simultaneously. Of course, not everyone succeeded, but the children at least tried. Why Santal and gnawed offense. In addition, someone fell, but did not break anything. It would seem that this should have given the girl courage, but no. Santal only became more convinced that she was right.
Suddenly Santal was afraid that they would start to scoff, they would say that she could not, a loser, and so on. Moreover, it seemed to her that one of the boys, it seems, Adrian, began to move their lips, risking turning into a grin. Although, perhaps Santal seemed.
The girl remembered that Green, almost perfectly did the exercise at the right moment, beautifully arching her back. Not only in her opinion and the opinion of other children, but also in the opinion of the teacher. The Jedi daughter wanted to rejoice, but instead felt something different, new and unpleasant. At that moment, the Mikkian looked at her with condemnation. The girl responded in kind. So what, what do you do? Our excellent student! But this does not mean that one should look at others like that. This is the teacher's job. And the Jedi Council.
Unwittingly, for some unknown reason, Santal drew attention to Svante. Lately, she has begun to look at him more often. Previously, she was not particularly interested in his actions. But now everything has changed. Today the girl noticed fright on his face. And I remembered that he fell during a somersault.
"Doesn't smile. Otherwise I would have to say: "but you would have kept silent, it did not work out for yourself, but also ..."
As a result, Santal could not stand it, tried and fell on her shoulders without doing a single somersault. One of the children laughed, but quickly fell silent under the teacher's gaze. Santal rose and said softly:
- I told you. I can not.
Initially, she wanted to run out of the hall, but was afraid that the whole clan would laugh out loud. And the school day is not over yet. In the end, I just huddled in a corner, because the following exercises were also acrobatic. The rest of the lessons went smoothly. However, when was it different?
In the evening Santal, after sitting in the library, went back to stand by the window, wrapping her arms around herself. She felt bad. Santal understood that it could not continue this way. Surely the teacher will report where necessary and she will be sent to the clan for the laggards, or even completely kicked out of the Order. They will decide that she is not worthy of being a Jedi. What a disgrace! But her parents were Jedi. Great Jedi. Warriors. The kindest souls of the creatures who fought to the end, protecting their daughter, who now dishonors them.
Santal was angry with herself because she was so unlucky. On others, that no one helps, does not work. Or, like this Obi-Wan, they will give advice and that's it. Advice is of no use. It is a fact.
It seems that this is already becoming a tradition. A man's voice rang out.
Santal shuddered. Out of frustration, she did not notice how Master Dooku approached her!
In the same patterned brown dress, the man gazed majestically at the girl. The beard gleamed in the moonlight.
This is the second time we meet like this.
Yes. - the girl scolded herself strongly, forced herself not to even think about crying. There was still not enough to be disgraced in front of such a respected person.
Have you got any problems?
Santal opened her mouth, but Dooku gestured not to say anything.
Don't bother. And so obviously yes.
Then Santal decided that she would be ashamed if she lied.
Yes. I have problems with practice, as opposed to theory.
Why? Is she so scary? - the master smiled.
I'm afraid to do acrobatics like somersaults. This is the main problem - fear.
Is everything all right with the theory? - asked Dooku.
Everything is great. Santal replied, not without pride.
"So it's not so bad." - a modest smile adorned the old man's face.
Maybe. But because of the acrobatics, I lag behind. I am afraid that I will be sent to the clan for the laggards. Or even kicked out of the Order. A shame.
Do not say this nonsense. Usually, in such cases, they are sent to one of the service buildings. Medical, agricultural and others. Expulsion from the Order is the most extreme measure. This is done most often if the character of the child is not Jedi. And you seem to be calm, well-mannered. Even at the first meeting I noticed. True, a very exciting stutterer. Dooku chuckled.
Santal could not help laughing, remembering how nervous she was then. "I'm always like that when we first meet. Sorry.
Nothing. Better think about how to solve your problem. "The problem is that... Bastian and Adira Shan...
"Do you know Bastian and Adira Shan? - surprised Dooku.
These are my ... idols.
A good choice. The most worthy of worthy people. I was close to them. Especially with Bastian. We were friends. - the master plunged into the depths of memories.
Santal extended a smile from ear to ear. She was ready to jump for joy. She met someone who knew and loved her parents. Was a friend of the family. This is an incredible coincidence!
The mood has improved greatly. If it was assessed on a 100-point scale, then now it would be at the highest point.
How did you meet?
We were once sent on a joint mission. To the planet Corellia, sort of. There they became close. We were similar in many ways. In views, opinions about Power and about politics.
Santal eagerly caught every word. Today she learned a lot of information about her parents. "And ma ... Adira Shan?"
I will tell about it later. It's late now. Time to sleep.
Tomorrow is a day off. I can go to bed later.
"You're too young for that. Better an extra hour to sleep, then you will understand how important it is. Santal did not want to argue with the master and went to her room. Maybe next time she'll find out more.
Waiting for the youngling to leave, Dooku also went to his room, having seen enough out the window. The next day, the master was walking towards the south tower, when he was called out:
Master Dooku!
Master Tera Sainube! Didn't expect to meet a former teacher. You were once the leader of the Hawk Mouse clan that I studied with.
Yes, I remember very well. How much water has flowed under the bridge after that. But I didn't then come to reminisce.
And for what?
"I'm worried about one female student from my clan. Name is Santal Sabura. "Wow, a coincidence," thought Dooku and asked:
What's wrong with her?
An interesting situation. She knows theory better than anyone, while she is very bad with physical education. She's just afraid to do basic things like somersaults. Although most are already able to do a lot. We started practicing sword techniques. The first form. I'm afraid the girl is far behind, and I will be forced to part with her. Perhaps she will be transferred to a clan for weak students. Or perhaps to the
service building or any other place where acrobatic skills are not needed. Although, if you think about it, they are needed everywhere. One way or another, I don't want to lose such a talented student.
"Everything is clear, Master Sainube. But I don't understand, what have I to do with it? Why did you tell all this to me?
Given that you once studied with me, you know my program. Plus, you two are somewhat alike. Calm, smart, well-read. And perhaps there are some other similarities. For this reason, I thought that maybe you will be able to better influence her, make her believe in yourself? When one does not succeed, it does not mean that the other will not succeed. Think about it. If you can, do me a favor.
The clan supervisor left, and Dooku wondered what to do, stroking his beard with his hand.
After dinner Santal wanted to meditate in the garden. Listen to the noise of foliage, as rare fish swim in the pond.
The girl noticed long ago that during meditation, her senses sharpen. And now she felt that someone was coming to her.
I apologize for interrupting my meditation.
What do you mean, Master Dooku. Everything is fine. How can I help you?
I kept thinking about your problem. How to solve it. Here's what we'll do. I'll meet you in the training room in half an hour. Until then, finish your meditation.