Rembrandt The Jewish Bride

The other pilots also saw the hurtling speeder, and knew that there was no timeto turn the massive assault machine. "He's going to—" one of the pilots began. At that instant, Hobbie's burning ship crashed through the walker cockpit like amanned bomb, its fuel igniting into a cascade of flame and debris. For a secondthere were human screams, then fragments, and the entire machine crashed to theground. Perhaps it was the sound of this nearby blast that jarred Luke Skywalker back toconsciousness. Dazed, he slowly lifted his head from the snow. He felt very weakand was achingly stiff with cold. The thought crossed his mind that frostbite mightalready have damaged his tissues. He hoped not; he had no desire to spend any moretime in that sticky bacta fluid. He tried to stand, but fell back against the snow, hoping he would not be spottedby any of the walker pilots. His comlink whistled, and somehow he found thestrength to flick on its receiver. "Forward units' withdrawal complete," the broadcast voice reported. Withdrawal? Luke thought a moment. Then Leia and the others must have