Post by Insidious on May 28, 2020 0:06:49 GMT
Dagobah
"Focus, you must, on the energy that surrounds you."
"Yes, master," several voices said, nearly in unison.
On the remote world of Dagobah, far from the prying eyes and ears of Coruscant, a formidable Jedi master placed himself in exile, largely for the role he played in the hubris that brought down the Jedi order. He could well have been content to remain in exile were it not for the counsel of another.
Atop a swampy knoll, the diminutive Jedi known as Yoda sat atop a small rock while several "students" of varying age sat around him. He was determined to not repeat the mistakes of the past, but also not compound them with further bad judgment. Refusing to share the knowledge of the light side of the force would have been one such compounded error.
And so it was, via one secretive means or another, that a small gathering of "force sensitives" had been put into contact with Yoda so that he might, if nothing else, keep them away from the ever-further-reaching grasp of the Emperor.
All around the padawans and their master, objects of various size and shape were hovering around them--some with more success than others.
"Clear your mind of fear. Fear of the Empire. Fear of failure. Obstacles, these are. Down a dark path they will lead. Find the peace of the energy I spoke of. Let it fill your mind and guide your hand."
"Yes, master."