Memories: The Old Man's Tale

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Sitting alone in a battered cantina somewhere in the galaxy, an old man takes another sip of his ale. On the outside, this man looks like any other human his age: grey hair, wrinkled skin, creaking joints and other signs of age. But, on the inside, there is something special about this man. Once, long ago, this old man was guided by the force. The old man orders another glass of ale, and remembers. . .

A young boy stands in front of his master. He is listening to his teacher's lesson, how the Force is created by all living things. And, how all of these things, create the Force. The boy thinks how amazing it is, to create something, and at the same time to be created by it. He thinks how beautiful and amazing it is. And he is thankful that he is a part of it. The boy listens to his master. . .

Years pass. The young boy is now almost a man. He is constantly fighting with his master. Anything that can be fought over usually is. The young man is not satisfied with how his training is going. He wishes to have power, but he thinks that he is learning only simple tricks. The young apprentice experiments with the use of the Dark Side, and is rejected by his master. Although he tries to use the dark power, he cannot forget what he learned about the Dark Side and what happens when you use it. Not satisfied with the light side and unable to use the dark, the young man begins to drink. . .

The years pass in a blur. The young Jedi is now middle aged. Now he spends his time either drunk or begging for money. If the Empire hadn't taken control, he would have been able to use what limited power he has to raise money for himself. But he fears he Emperor's Jedi Hunters, so he begs. What he does get he spends on what he thinks to be his only friend, alcohol. . .

Many years have passed. The man has now grown old. The old Empire has given way to the New Republic. But, from all of his years of being a drunk, and skirting the Dark Side, he is unable to tap into the Force. Most days he just sits in the cantina and thinks of the past. He wonders what would have happened if he hadn't strayed from the light. The old man orders another glass of ale, and remembers. . .