Finley had heard that the Jedi Monument had been recreated on the campus of the Silver Rest as New Holstice now laid in Sith hands. However, right from the start he could tell it wasn't a perfect recreation. Memory Moths at the original monument were contained within a single translucent pillar, while moths here were allowed to fly freely throughout the grove. In place of a physical container, a large invisible force field kept them from escaping to other parts of the campus. Whispers of names came in and out of earshot as moths fluttered past him. The names of deceased Jedi and Rangers, to be repeated forever by the immortal creatures.
A few other Jedi and Rangers roamed the Grove like Finley, occasionally raising their hands to release a new moth, adding a new name to the endless chorus. One padawan broke down after releasing her moth, cradled by a friend. The name she had whispered was that of her previous Master, who had perished during the Bryn incursions into Hutt Space.
Finley himself had come empty handed, with no names to add. He had already done that on New Holstice. He liked to think, slim a chance it was, the original moths he had released still survived.
The loss of the old moths didn't bother him as the thought of releasing new ones.
Perhaps there had been some wisdom from the Old Masters cautioning the forming of personal attachments.
