Age 14
I asked him today.
I've been sitting with him for many moons now,
by the lake where the water never moves.
Sometimes we talk, sometimes we don't.
But he listens. Not the way my sisters do,
waiting for omens in every breath.
He just… listens.
So I asked him what he was.
He told me; Jedi.
The word felt strange in my mouth,
like something sharp and secret.
He said there are others still,
but he is not among them now.
He set their name down to find clarity.
I don't understand all of it.
But I think I understand him.
He carries a weight, like I do.
Not the same, but heavy all the same.
The clan says the Jedi are enemies.
But he does not feel like an enemy.
— Orryn, Age 14
