Hey Everyone,

I wrote my first Ficlet tonight. This is not my first attempt at writing, just
my first completed attempt with SW. I never took any Creative Writing Classes,
but always wanted to. I don't even know what style I wrote it in, "My Style" I
guess. I only hope that it's not too sappy. Please be kind when you cretique it,
but be truthful as well. If this has been done before by someone else, forgive
me, I did not intentionally copy it. This just came out of my head tonight and
was begging to be written down. I guess you could say "A bunny finally bit me".

Confectionately, Renee a.k.a. MamaChewie

Okay, Dislaimer: All characters in this Ficlet are the property of "The Great
Flanneled One" and Mr. Zahn. I do not ask for, nor will receive one credit for
this piece of Fluff. Please don't Sue, I just wanted to dip my feet into the
pond known as the "Galaxy Far Far Away".

A Master's Decision

He sits in the garden waiting......... waiting.

But no one comes, no one tells.

He stares at the flowers he planted for her.

Still no news of her, of what happened,

Just an emptiness in his heart where her presents should have been ( but was it
ever?).

The Garden stands neglected, though he has been there everyday since his return.

The search, fruitless. The longing for her, unbearable.

The desire to live anymore, nonexsistant.

The garden seems to wither along with his waining Love.

His lifeforce fading just like the colors of the wilting pedals.

A student enters the garden,,,,,,,,,,,reluctant.

He feels the being's sorrow as he has to give his Master the News.

She says ' Good-bye ', she will not be returning, it was not meant to be.

Another one gone, another one left him.

Is he that revolting? Is he that dangerous?

Why?.......Why does it always end this way?

They leave out of fear, out of conflict of beliefs,

Or they just die.

He is a curse! He is his own worst enemy of his dreams.

He is a Jedi Master.

Dreams.......... Dreams of Love, a Wife, Children.......... Family!

Not to be, he is not entitiled.

His destiny has been chosen for him weather he wants it or not.

No, he cannot Love, for love destroys those around him.

For their sakes, he will stop.

No more will he Love, no more will he show affection for another

For it will at the least maim, at the worst kill.

His Love for another is a Death Sentence,

A hipocrasy of the Force.

For the Force is created from Life and his Love creates Death

Is then the Love of a Jedi of the Dark Side?

Are Jedi not allowed to Love? They are allowed Compassion,

But is that not Unconditional Love?

It must be an unattached Love, one of caring for all, not just for One.

But what of his students? Those that have found Love and not been punished by
it?

No, Love for one is not of the Dark Side.

Love from a Skywalker, Love from Him, is.

Lessons to be learned from his Father

A Skywalkers Love is a Curse, a Skywalkers love leads to the Dark Side.

To stay in the Light, he must not Love One, but care for all.

For the Force of Light is Life.

And, to remain in the light he must abandon his dreams.

He must follow his Destiny, so that others may be able to live their dreams.

He must be the Master, the Teacher, the Leader.

A Giver, never a Taker. A Friend, never a Foe, For Love is his Foe.

~~~~~~~~~~~

I, Luke Skywalker, will never Love again, for my love destroys life.

My Love has been used as a tool to create distruction.

For love from a Skywalker is so deep, it leads us down Dark Paths

And create chaos in our wake.

Our love has nearly destroyed a Galaxy, Twice......... Never again.

Jedi may Love, but the Jedi Master Skywalker must walk alone.

To walk alone, I must turn away from everthing I deeply Love.

To save the Galaxy, I must Serve it and care for it

And to serve it, I must save it from myself.

Unlike in the New Order, I must follow the old ways.

I have learned this lesson, just like all my others.......The hard way.

There is no Emotion, there is Peace

There is no Ignorance, there is Knowledge

There is no Passion, there is Serenity

There is no Death, There is the Force

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Coming to a decision, he gets up and starts to care for his garden.

An uneasy truse have been made in his mind.

Caring for others is all that is important now.

He must continue to live for others so that They may have the Love that he is
denied.

Compassion for him is not Unconditional Love, but Unconditional Caring.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

A friend quietly walks into the Garden and watches Him.

He knows She's there, but continues with his work, pruning dead flowers and
leaves.

She walks over and sits at the bench he has just come from and continues her
assessment.

He is thinner, paler, sadder than the last time she saw him, but that was before
that She-Beast left him.

He is in pain, but will not allow himself to be comforted. 'Damn Farmboy'.

She gets up, grabs a pruner, and walks over next to him and starts working
herself.

Looking up, their eyes meet. He gives her a sad little smile. She smiles back
and continues working.

His eyes look so tired, like he hasn't slept in days, but there is something
else there, as well.

Sorrow? ............. Self-Loathing?.............Defeat?..............Denile?..............
Acceptance?

He has come to a decision, she knows it and doesn't like what she sees.

He knows She feels his turmoil and does not want to accept what he has decided.
He intern, doesn't know what to say to her.

He has not been much for talking to anyone lately, but it's time to come out of
his shell. It's time for him to return to the living.

To live by his decision, whether she agrees with it or not, to continue on where
he left off before his life was shattered, again.

He turns to look at her again and with that same sad smile, says "Hello Mara,
Hows my old friend?"

Smirking back, she replys, "Hello, yourself, Farmboy. I could ask the same".

Ah, Friendship. There is nothing like it. Maybe Life isn't so bad after all.