Less than an ঘন্টা later Anakin sat back up not able to sleep with the image of Ahsoka's Force Spirit burned into his memory.
Artoo beeped in a sad way.
"I miss her, Artoo, and I don't understand half of what I'm feeling," he ব্যক্ত swallowing hard, "I want to cry but....can't. It's wrong to appear weak. I am Ahsoka's Master and I have to stay strong."
Artoo emitted a soft whistle.
"I know I need rest, but everytime I close my eyes, I see Ahsoka's face. I think I'll go visit the library. Maybe Madame Jocasta has something new to read."
Jedi Master and Librarian Jocasta Nu sat at a console organizing...
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