The uneti tree was special - to Rey it seemed to have its own gravitational pull, often diverting her path to wherever she was going and drawing her in. The Force was strong all over the island of Ahch-To but inside the ancient tree's trunk where Luke kept his ancient books the energy was like a heartbeat. Rey found it irresistible even when she wasn't training or meditating, being inside the tree had a sense of peace, of belonging that came with it.
Rey lingered at the entryway, squinting in the low light filtering in from outside. Something felt different today, not wrong, or precisely off - but there had been a shift somewhere, and it added a heaviness to the steady pulse of the Force that was undeniable. "What," the question, posed as delicately as a puff of air was asked to no one in particular and about nothing specific - it had begged to be asked all the same.
She had not expected a reply. The air around the tree was always full of the soft, intangible whispers that seemed to hang around it like a haze, but that voice - it was more solid than anything else.
Stepping further into the tree her eyes scanned the small space, seeking out the origin of the sound. A small, varied pile of stones beside the plinth where the sacred texts sat caught her eye and she leaned in closer, her attention caught by one, smooth blue stone in particular. "Hello? Are you - a person?" Rey wanted to ask directly if it was the Force she was speaking to but the question was as ridiculous in her mind as it likely would have been spoken aloud.
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CAN'T STOP THE ROCK
Date: 2020-03-22 07:54 pm (UTC)Rey lingered at the entryway, squinting in the low light filtering in from outside. Something felt different today, not wrong, or precisely off - but there had been a shift somewhere, and it added a heaviness to the steady pulse of the Force that was undeniable. "What," the question, posed as delicately as a puff of air was asked to no one in particular and about nothing specific - it had begged to be asked all the same.
She had not expected a reply. The air around the tree was always full of the soft, intangible whispers that seemed to hang around it like a haze, but that voice - it was more solid than anything else.
Stepping further into the tree her eyes scanned the small space, seeking out the origin of the sound. A small, varied pile of stones beside the plinth where the sacred texts sat caught her eye and she leaned in closer, her attention caught by one, smooth blue stone in particular. "Hello? Are you - a person?" Rey wanted to ask directly if it was the Force she was speaking to but the question was as ridiculous in her mind as it likely would have been spoken aloud.
"Is someone there?"