The Water lily Pond

ever matter. "There's good in him, I've felt it. He won't give me over to theEmperor. I can save him, I can turn him back to the good side." His eyes becamewild for just a moment, turn by doubts and passions. "I have to try, Leia. He's ourfather." They held each other close. Tears streamed silently down her face. "Goodbye, dear sister—lost, and found. Goodbye, sweet, sweet Leia." She cried openly, now—they both did—as Luke held her away and movedslowly back along the planking. He disappeared into the darkness of the tree-cavethat led out of the village. Leia watched him go, quietly weeping. She gave free vent to her feelings, didnot try to stop the tears—tried, instead, to feel them, to feel the source they came from,the path they took, the murky corners they cleansed. Memories poured through her, now, clues, suspicions, half-heard mutterings