Cradle to Grave
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45, healing
The farmstead that was hewn with Beru Lars's sweet wit, Owen Lars's gruff kindness, and running everywhere like a bright thread in the tapestry, Luke Skywalker's adolescent energy… was gone.
"There is nothing more for you here."
The despair in young Skywalker's face was as familiar as a borrowed memory. Neither Obi-Wan nor Ben had ever seen it in his father's face but…
…perhaps they should have.
Ben started walking away, confident that Luke would follow.
The Imperials had left nothing for young Skywalker but a ruin, two corpses and rage-tinted memories.
And for old Ben, they had left purpose.
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