Luke Skywalker (sonofasith) wrote in paradisolog, @ 2016-09-23 19:19:00 |
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After everything he'd been through with losing his aunt and uncle, the only family he had ever known, losing Ben, destroying the Death Star, Luke needed a vacation. Arva’s offer had seemed too good to be true. That feeling of responsibility had almost made him say no, but the promise to be returned to the same point in time whenever he was ready to come home sold him. Well, that and he'd always been a sucker for a pretty face, especially when it was someone who seemed to need his help. The first thing that struck him about his new surroundings was how much water their was. Sand was familiar to him, but even that was different. There was moisture in the air that felt amazing and the sound of crashing waves was one he'd never heard before. Luke closed his eyes and reached out with his feelings the way Obi Wan had been trying to teach him to do. He could actually feel the life surrounding him through the Force and it made the experience of the waves, the water, the salty air all that more powerful. This place really was paradise. It was hot out and his clothing felt heavy after a few minutes of walking, so he started to shed some of what he wore, until he was down to his pants. Feet bare, he could feel the sand between his toes. He tied the articles he'd shed onto a bundle her could carry, making sure his lightsaber was still secure at his waist and then he set off. Somehow, he knew which way to go, which direction would lead him toward the other people here. |