The Wisdom of Jocasta Nu - Chapter 2

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"Mii-Jinso, today you turn thirteen. You are no longer a weak little youngling, you are a Padawan! Of course, it no longer functions like that, but we mine as well keep up some traditions." Said, my old master, as she stroked my face. She grabbed my long white hair and braided my first Padawan braid. I was very proud. "Why don't you go meditate?" She said, looking deep into my purple eyes. "Yes Master," I replied to her.

As I walked through the long hallways, I pondered on how hard Jocasta Nu had to work to make this safe haven for surviving Jedi, of course, it was only a safe haven when you never leave, but in this new world, sometimes you must leave. That is what I say when I think of Jocasta Nu's last Padawan. I knew him as a small youngling, and he was a good boy. 

I walked into my chambers and sat down on my chair. I began to pose like the Jedi masters of old, like in the old books Jocasta Nu has recovered. I closed my eyes, hoping I would not get another vision of Vader, with his haunting dark mask.

 Indeed a vision did start, but it was warm and peaceful, I felt safe. My legs moved without my consent, one step after the other. I met Jocasta Nu when I regained control of my limbs. "Master?" I meekly called out. "Mii-Jinso. It means New Rising." She said wisely, touching the sky blue marks surrounding my eyes. "I know this, Master,"I replied.

For once when talking to Jocasta Nu I did not feel weak, I felt proud and strong. I felt as if all the great Jedi of the past were watching me. "I... I will not be around much longer, my Padawan You know this, i'm sure," she said, sadly. "What? No that can't be!' I said, tears coming to the corner of my eye. 

"Do not feel sad, my Padawan, as the force wills it. The force is in us, it is us. It wills are very actions and balances and unbalances. Everything is as the force wills it. No exceptions." Jocasta Nu said, looking deep into my violet eyes. "Do not forget this, my Padawan."

She vanished, and I sat there, meditated, for many hours.

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