The universal question.
Looking back on my childhood I asked it more times then I can count.
Even as I became an apprentice I asked that question whenever I could.
Now, as I stand here watching the flames take my master's body I ask it again.
Why?
Why couldn't I have ran faster?
Why did we have to go on that mission at all?
As I stand here meditating answers come to me.
It was the will of the force.
It will take time,
but I am Understanding.
~Steph
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