Jadar
Character
Efret Farr
Jadar was a wanderer. There was no single place in the galaxy that claimed his heart.
His heart, his soul, all of him; all he ever was or would ever be was given to The Force and it was at her call that he lived. Always.
The Will of The Force had led him to live a thousand lives in one. He'd seen more than any man could dare dream of dreaming. Love and death and birth; war and hunger and beauty; joy and pain; sorrow, healing, fire, ash and sea; an endless number of things named and unnamed.
When she called, he went, without question or hesitation, for there was no greater act in this life than serving The Will of The Force.
Following that Will led him to Naboo. A picturesque world, idyllic at a glance. Much of the world was green with life, plant, animal, and sentient while blue with water where not green, and full of more life, yet.
The Force had led Jadar here, that was a certainty, yet it did not show him why. That he must learn for himself.
Wearing travel-worn once brilliant purple leathers, so faded by the sun they were near as pale as the lilac of his eyes, he traveled Naboo's Lake Country on foot a pair of lightsabers at his hip bouncing with each step, following the words of the wind, the babbled speak of brook and creek, the whispers of newly bloomed flowers or the pleasant music of bird song as they serenaded the countryside with songs millennia old.
It was a vast verdant country covered in hills and fields painted a thousand different colors as spring brought every flower, bramble, bush, and tree vividly to life. the sweetness of their aroma drifting on every breeze swirling among the sharp crisp cold scent of the hundreds of crystalline lakes that dotted this part of the world, some no more than a mile at their widest while others stretched so far they could be mistaken for the sea.
Vast and as it turned out, so incredibly easy to get lost in when one had no true destination.
Jadar paused his wandering. He stood atop a hill. It was not a great hill but not a small one either. Cloth soft blue-green blades of tidesgrass a hand's width across rose up past his knee. He took the tip of a blade between forefinger and thumb toying with it absentmindedly as considered where next to go.
That was the privilege of a life guided by The Force.
All one needed to do was ask.
Nostrils flaring, he could taste the salty tang of tidegrass on the back of his tongue as he knelt, thick blue blades brushing against his chest.
With the ease of falling into bed, Jadar fell fully and wholly into The Force.
He reached out, first to the tall grass around him. He felt things he never saw as he'd walked. Bugs, rodents, and birds, all breathing, eating, playing, living. It brought a smile to his face as he focused on a group of three young rabbit-like creatures, who were chasing each other through the tall grass, relishing in their relative safety.
He reached out further drawn to a nearby stream, first just listening to the sound of the water as it flowed over the small stones at the bottom, he let the sound of the brook take him deeper, until he could practically feel the sharp coolness of the water around him. He took a sharp breath and plunged deeper, his mind flowing with the stream.
With little effort he flowed deeper until he practically saw the fish that rode the current. They were vibrantly colored, silver with hints of blues and greens, their minds were of singular purpose, instinct drove them now. Their concern was only of mating, of finding their way to a place that their ancestors had gone to for generations longer than Jadar has been alive.
The sound of birds drew his mind to them. They were all color and song. Every shade of color he could imagine blue, purple, yellow, green and they all seemed to get brighter or even change color as their songs flowed through the force and his spirit. He pushed his connection further, searching for more. The bright color of the birds, the joy of the younglings at play, even the tranquil feeling of the fish, it all gave way now to a darkness in the distance.
His eyes snapped open with a start, chest rising and falling with rapidity, sour burning bile biting his throat, and an unfamiliar feeling filling his stomach.
Jadar wiped sweat from his brow with the palm of his hand and with astonishing effort rose to his feet unsure, now, what to do.
No, that was a falsehood. He was more sure than ever what to do and where to go. It was this moment that he recognized the uncertainty for what it was, the moment where he put a name to the unrecognizable feeling in his gut.
Fear
A short hike later and he found the stream he'd felt through The Force. He approached the water, the air considerably cooler as he drew nearer to the stream's edge. With no concern for ceremony or decorum he dunked his whole head into the cold revitalizing water sending droplets everywhere whence he surfaced again.
A sudden noise from above made him feel a fool as his fingers twitched fractionally toward the hilt of his lightsaber.
Only a bird. He thought laughing. Through The Force Jadar called to the little thing. He'd always had a talent with animals but to his surprise he could feel that it was already connected to someone else.
And they would here soon…