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The Old Man Hadnt
Moved
Taking a deep breath, Luke
walked over to him. Master Cbaoth, he said,
bowing his head slightly. Im Luke Skywalker.
The other smiled faintly.
Yes, he said. I know. Welcome to Jomark.
Thank you, Luke
said, letting his breath out in a quiet sigh. At last. It had
been a long and circuitous journey, what with the unscheduled
stopovers at Myrkr and Sluis Van. But at last hed made
it.
Cbaoth might have been
reading his mind. Perhaps he was. I expected you long before
now, he said reproachfully.
Yes, sir, Like
said. Im sorry. Circumstances lately have been rather
out of my control.
Why? Cbaoth
countered.
The question took Luke by
surprise. I dont understand.
The others eyes narrowed
slightly. What do you mean, you dont understand?
he demanded. Are you or are you not a Jedi?
Well, yes
Then you should be in
control, Cbaoth said firmly. In control of
yourself; in control of the people and events around you. Always.
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