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The Book of Time

Chapter Two: The Two Suns

The two suns majestically setted over the vast plains sand plains of Tatooine. The god like spheres of light casting an orange glow into the rapidly engulfing blanket of black.

In the distance, two lone figures slowly edged towards the dim sunset, their Banthas plodding rhythmically on the soft hot sand. The two figures were hooded, the light casting shadows on their faces, and they were heading towards a tiny flashing light that glowed several miles away.

'Owen!' shouted a raspy male voice, the air of urgency clearly expressed in his voice.

'Owen!' the voice repeated, this time becoming impatient.

Owen, who was wiping his hands with a rag hurriedly, ran out of the shed and into Beru, staring at him quizzically.

'What's going on?' Beru said, feeling slightly alarmed at the look on Owen's face.

'I don't know' he replied, giving her a soft smile before retreating from the kitchen and out the door.

A look of wonder covering her eyes, Leia surveyed the ever reaching plains of sand, feeling slightly intimidated by the freedom and air of the farm around her.

And Luke grew up here and my father did too, strange how family traditions pass down to their children. I wonder what would have happened if all what Luke said didn't happen?

But there is a purpose to this, and I think this is a good place to start. I can't imagine a freer place to be.

Sighing softly, she folded her arms as the wind began to become cooler, turning away reluctantly from the refreshing suns and glancing towards Luke.

Clive could not hide his gobsmacked face when he saw the tall hooded man head towards him. Hardly anyone ever came to the farm. Glancing at him briefly from head to toe, Clive saw a glimpse of a sophisticated black robe underneath the dark brown cloak.

I hope he's not one of them dark people that Shmi talked about. But his eyes grew wide when he saw a small metal cylinder attached to the man's belt. A lightsaber!.

He was a Jedi.

Removing the hood of his cloak, Luke faced the short, large man quietly. The man he realised was in a hovercraft, a bandage wrapped around the remains of a limb. Suddenly the man yelled behind him for Owen, startling Luke slightly. I wonder if he knows what is going to befall him. Mere seconds later, a man followed by a woman rushed out of the entrance to greet his father.

Owen stared at the newcomer for what appeared like hours before he could register the rudeness of the action.

'Umm…I'm very sorry about my rudeness, I'm Owen Lars offering his hand to shake which Luke took gladly, 'This is my fiancée, Beru and my father Clive Lars' smiling as he introduced his father.

'Glad to meet ya' said Clive who, after regaining his posture, smile and shook Luke's in greeting.

'So' gazing at Luke questionably, 'Who you're after?'