Luke Skywalker stands at the cliff edge and
looks over the stormy sea. He shivers because of the cold wind. It was
many years ago, when he found the island. Here was the place where the
very first Jedi temple was established.
He has retreated here after the catastrophe, when his own nephew has
betrayed him and the New Jedi Order. The Jedi Master still wonders, why
he didn't notice how Ben Solo changed and became a servant of the dark
side. But he should not dwell in the past.
The storm increases and Luke goes many steps down to the dwellings
under the Force tree. The steps are slippery and he must watch his
footfalls. The heavy wind blows the hood from his head and unveils his
grayed hair and beard and his weather-beaten face. He stumbles and
nearly falls, when a wind gust catches him.
Luke's almost there, when he loses his footing and falls. But it isn't
the storm which has caused his fall. He hears millions of voices in his
head. They're screaming in fear and pain. Luke can't endure the
emotions of so many people. His head aches and he covers his ears. But
the screaming is still to hear.
He didn't hear it with his ears, he hears it through the Force. The
Jedi Master lies semiconscious at the ground. Suddenly the screaming
ends so fast as it had begun.
Luke remembers the annihilation of Alderaan tens of years ago. Back
then, has Ben Kenobi felt a great disturbance in the Force. As if
millions have cried out and suddenly became silent.
He was pretty sure, that something horrible has happened. Slowly he
goes up. Maybe it was wrong to go into exile and to abandon the galaxy
to its fate.
