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The thing about it. The thing about it. Is that Din would be the only one who knows. The whole story, I mean. Aside from Luke. Luke would be the one to tell him. And only him. Cause everyone else is too close to the story. Who could understand? Han, Leia? Leia loves him, Luke knows, but this is the one thing they’ll never fully understand each other about.
Rightfully so, of course. For all her virtues, Leia will never forgive anyone who was involved in what became of her planet and her people, never mind the person that gripped her shoulders as she watched.
They love him, he knows. He knows this fact as deeply as he knows his own. But that’s why they couldn’t understand; it’s a horrible story, you see, but it’s also one of light — the type of light you can only see if you’re standing right in the middle of it all.
It would only hurt to tell this story. Him, Han, Leia. But Din was never in it at all. Din loves, maybe not endlessly, but some of the deepest love Luke has ever seen. Ever been a recipient of.
It’s a peculiar thing. Din, ever stoic, ever soft, doesn’t have to understand to accept. He constantly faces the unknown and turns to meet it. With Luke, that just means stepping into the future with him, or placing his gloved hand in his, or listening to the story where Luke wrote the greatest fate, quietly supportive all the while.
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Thinking about SOON I’LL BE DEAD, AND YOU WITH ME. Do you think part of Luke died on that Death Star? Do you remember when, in a fit of rage, he battered Vader to the ground, and did unto his father as his father did to him? Do you remember the expression on his face, and how his cybernetic hand tightened almost of its own accord, as he realized everything that was done? And the meaning of it all?
Do you remember how he sheathed his lightsaber, and what he said when he tossed it aside?
Was that it? Was that the death? Was he reborn, the same as Vader was?