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The Jedi Way by jedinemo (PG)
Fandom: STAR WARS PT
Pairing: Gen
Length: 2,500 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jedinemo
Author Websites: Volcania: Nemo's Hidden Base, jedinemo's FFN Profile
Why this must be read:
This fic is short, but it conveys a lot of information in its few words. Nowhere is the info-dump or clunky exposition so many authors are prone to. Instead, this story is told from the point of view of a very young Luke Skywalker, a youngling living in the Jedi Temple. Although Luke doesn't recognize the significance of what is going on, the reader does. I don't want to add too much about the fic for fear of spoiling the fun of figuring it out for the reader. I will say that this story subtly exposes the flaws of "the Jedi Way," and that I almost cheered at the last line.
Jedinemo is an excellent fanfic author whom I discovered only just recently. I encourage you to read her other stories, which are all uniformly excellent.
* * *
The urge to move was almost overwhelming, but he held his position. Control, a Jedi must learn control, that was what Master Tolan always said. He started to put his tongue out to wet his lips, but he felt his Master's mind flicker over his, and he quickly drew his tongue back into his mouth. It seemed that Master Tolan was going to make them maintain that control until Master Vierra's group completed their meandering path towards them, the Padawans moving like a lashing tail behind their Master.
Just when he thought he was going to have scratch his side, or rub his eyes, or something, Master Tolan said, "Very good, Padawans, you can relax. You may sit or stand, but you must stay here."
He sighed loudly, and stretched his arms over his head. Maybe that was why he liked Master Tolan more than any of the other Masters who taught them: he always knew the point at which they couldn't take anymore, and never pushed them past it. That, and maybe because when they went to sleep at night he came by each of their beds, putting a gentle hand to each forehead before he retired to his own quarters. None of the other Masters did that, and all he knew was that it felt nice and he always slept well afterwards.
He hoped they weren't changing groups today. Usually when that happened it was done in the morning, before the day's training was begun, not out here in the hallways. They weren't supposed to have favorites among their teachers, just as the Masters could have no favorites among the Padawans, but he didn't want to leave Master Tolan, especially for Master Vierra, who always seemed so distant. The only good thing about it would be that he might end up in the same group as the dark haired girl, the one he ought to remember, because there was just something about her, something that kept drawing his attention to her.
The Jedi Way
Pairing: Gen
Length: 2,500 words
Author on LJ:
jedinemoAuthor Websites: Volcania: Nemo's Hidden Base, jedinemo's FFN Profile
Why this must be read:
This fic is short, but it conveys a lot of information in its few words. Nowhere is the info-dump or clunky exposition so many authors are prone to. Instead, this story is told from the point of view of a very young Luke Skywalker, a youngling living in the Jedi Temple. Although Luke doesn't recognize the significance of what is going on, the reader does. I don't want to add too much about the fic for fear of spoiling the fun of figuring it out for the reader. I will say that this story subtly exposes the flaws of "the Jedi Way," and that I almost cheered at the last line.
Jedinemo is an excellent fanfic author whom I discovered only just recently. I encourage you to read her other stories, which are all uniformly excellent.
* * *
The urge to move was almost overwhelming, but he held his position. Control, a Jedi must learn control, that was what Master Tolan always said. He started to put his tongue out to wet his lips, but he felt his Master's mind flicker over his, and he quickly drew his tongue back into his mouth. It seemed that Master Tolan was going to make them maintain that control until Master Vierra's group completed their meandering path towards them, the Padawans moving like a lashing tail behind their Master.
Just when he thought he was going to have scratch his side, or rub his eyes, or something, Master Tolan said, "Very good, Padawans, you can relax. You may sit or stand, but you must stay here."
He sighed loudly, and stretched his arms over his head. Maybe that was why he liked Master Tolan more than any of the other Masters who taught them: he always knew the point at which they couldn't take anymore, and never pushed them past it. That, and maybe because when they went to sleep at night he came by each of their beds, putting a gentle hand to each forehead before he retired to his own quarters. None of the other Masters did that, and all he knew was that it felt nice and he always slept well afterwards.
He hoped they weren't changing groups today. Usually when that happened it was done in the morning, before the day's training was begun, not out here in the hallways. They weren't supposed to have favorites among their teachers, just as the Masters could have no favorites among the Padawans, but he didn't want to leave Master Tolan, especially for Master Vierra, who always seemed so distant. The only good thing about it would be that he might end up in the same group as the dark haired girl, the one he ought to remember, because there was just something about her, something that kept drawing his attention to her.
The Jedi Way