Let the Light In

Chapter 10: Design

Chapter 10: Design

Rey was rather startled in the morning to find that she had spent the night without incident. In fact, she had even gotten a decent sleep. How this came about, she wasn't sure, all she remembered was feeling oddly heavy, as if being forced back into the bed. She had blacked out the moment her head had hit the pillow. Mercilessly, there were no dreams. As she made her way down the hall to find Luke, she may have started to suspect the Force 'vacuum' he had created had something to do with it. Or perhaps Rey was truly just that exhausted.

No matter. Before sleep had claimed her last night, Rey had come to the realisation that she honestly did want to learn to master this new part of her. She guessed it might have been the overwhelming serenity of the planet, but something had helped her reach a state of mind that she never thought she'd feel. Rey felt hope, and promise in her future, and she wanted to make sure she got the most out of her training with Luke as she could. She had her doubts, what with the stories citing Luke's lack of a steady teacher, but she was confident it would work out. It simply had to.

"You need a teacher."

Rey promptly kicked the memory from her mind. Sure, she needed a teacher. But that teacher would be Luke Skywalker.

All this didn't mean she was entirely happy with the situation she was in with the Force, but it had come to a point where that scruple only made Rey more determined to learn its ways.

It was a part of her now, essentially a new muscle. She would control it just as well as she could make her feet walk.

"Did you have a pleasant night?" Luke's voice brought her and her thoughts to a screeching halt. He stood in an arch to her right, and beyond him she could see what would have been a training ground. A truly beautiful, and tranquil training ground, open to the blue sky with the temple built around it.

She nodded, unable to hide her excited smile, "I did! No Force dreams." No other dreams either but she elected to omit this.

Luke stood to the side and gestured for her to come into the enclosure.

"That's good. But I won't lie to you, Force dreams don't come every night nor do they stay away once they start to dwindle. You have to deal with the root of the problem to sate them completely."

"Yes, Lu- Master." Rey was sure she looked thoroughly perturbed at that revelation, not that she thought for even one second that the terrors would go away completely, but his confirmation stung.

Luke barked a hoarse laugh, "Really, Rey, you don't absolutely need to call me Master."

Rey shrugged and walked into the cleared area. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the sun on her skin as it filtered through the single, gigantic tree that was planted in the centre of the circular courtyard. The interior of the temple itself was so incredibly different to the islands. There were hanging vines, moss. There was green.

"But you are now, right?" She asked, turning to him and propping her staff on the grass.

"I suppose so-"

"So I'll call you Master. If I'm going to do this at all, I want to do this right. I'm not going to 'maybe' or 'try', I'm going to fracking do it. Leia was right. I can't resign myself to a life of not managing this side of me."

Luke followed her into the clearing, and set his cloak on a stone bench. She noticed he wore his lightsaber on his belt. Then, he laughed. He laughed till his eyes threatened to stream. He laughed like he had seen this all before.