"Try to feel the Force around you. Feel your own Force. Don't lose focus," Obi-Wan said. "Yes, Master." Sitting cross-legged, Amir slowly be
"Try to feel the Force around you. Feel your own Force. Don't lose focus," Obi-Wan said.
"Yes, Master."
Sitting cross-legged, Amir slowly began to levitate.
For a moment, he felt like he was riding the wind, as if he could ascend at any moment. But that brief lapse in focus caused him to drop straight to the ground.
Fortunately, the sand softened the fall.
"You must maintain your connection to the Force at all times. If you can't stay focused during meditation, you'll be even more vulnerable during battle."
Amir looked embarrassed. He'd known he was losing focus before the fall but hadn't been able to stop it.
"Frequent meditation strengthens your bond with the Force. Through it, you'll uncover the knowledge it holds," Obi-Wan said, settling into a cross-legged position and effortlessly floating. "All Jedi skills are born from such insights—but even then, what we grasp is only a fragment of the Force's true nature."
Amir focused. The Force flowed through him—surrounding, penetrating, and radiating from his body.
Gradually, it intertwined with his presence and lifted him once more.
Nearby, a boulder the size of a landspeeder rose gently into the air, just like the small stones around it.
"Excellent. Size doesn't matter—you've begun to understand that."
"That's enough."
As if responding to Obi-Wan's voice, the floating stones, sand, and Amir himself gently settled back to the ground.
"You're strong in the Force, Amir. In the old days, we would have measured your midichlorian count."
"Midichlorians?" Amir asked.
"The Force flows from all life in the galaxy. It surrounds us, penetrates us," Obi-Wan said as he stood. "Most beings can't sense it. Only those with a high concentration of midichlorians can truly connect to it."
"Midichlorians are microscopic organisms essential to life itself. Their count determines, to an extent, how strongly one can use the Force."
"But nothing is absolute, right?" Amir asked.
"Correct."
Amir couldn't sense how many midichlorians he had, but if Obi-Wan said it was a lot, it probably was.
He couldn't help but think of Anakin—discovered on Tatooine by Master Qui-Gon Jinn with an unprecedented midichlorian count—and how his talent had been proven by rapid growth.
"It's good to reflect—but never break your connection to the Force," Obi-Wan warned, sensing Amir's mind drifting.
Amir rarely used the Force in daily life. First, out of caution—its use was unpredictable. Even his limited use had drawn Obi-Wan's attention. If Vader were to sense it, that would be disastrous.
But now, Obi-Wan had taught him how to contain his presence—restricting his Force signature within a manageable range.
Second, he lacked the habit. Without regular training, it was easy to forget. Once he became focused on something else, the connection would slip.
"Take out your lightsaber. You need to learn how to wield it."
Obi-Wan retrieved his own lightsaber from a chest—its hilt weathered, always by his side.
He had built this blue-bladed saber after becoming a Jedi Master and used it throughout the Clone Wars.
Its design was eclectic—like a patchwork of a jet engine's balancing tube, part of a grenade, a rectangular flash cell, and a faucet handle.
Amir drew his saber—the one he'd found in a Jedi starfighter. There was no visible activation switch. Using the Force to analyze its internal structure, he successfully ignited it—a blue blade hissed to life.
Obi-Wan stepped forward into a stance: left foot slightly bent in front, arms extended downward and forward, hands gripping the saber with right hand above the left, blade angled ahead.
"This is Shii-Cho. I practiced it often as a Padawan. It's simple, but powerful."
Amir mirrored the posture and followed Obi-Wan's motions.
"Every Jedi learns this form. It's the oldest lightsaber technique—designed to subdue, not maim."
"It can serve you in almost any situation."
Obi-Wan demonstrated the basics: large, sweeping motions meant to deflect attacks. The moves were broad, not reliant on Force-enhancement.
Amir's sharp memory allowed him to mimic the forms exactly—he picked them up quickly.
Next came alternate starting stances and a series of defensive and offensive transitions. Amir committed them all to memory after a single pass.
"There was a training remote, but it's broken now. It was used to help practice deflecting blaster bolts," Obi-Wan said, sitting on a stone by the doorway.
"A broken droid?" Amir perked up. Though he had been diligent and even enjoyed the lightsaber training, anything mechanical immediately caught his attention.
"In the corner," Obi-Wan pointed.
Tempted to rush over, Amir nonetheless finished his current form. He repeated the motions with care, analyzing the finer details.
Zennn.
Deactivating the saber, Amir exhaled deeply and picked up the spherical training droid.
But without tools, he couldn't do much.
"I'll head back to Mos Eisley tomorrow and bring the ship. I already found a landing platform nearby."
Finding Obi-Wan had gone more smoothly than he'd expected. He'd thought he'd need to spend days crossing the desert on foot. Only while walking had he truly felt the Force's subtle guidance.
In hindsight, it had likely been his intense focus that had enabled that connection.
Setting the droid aside, Amir reignited his lightsaber and resumed practicing Shii-Cho.
True strength came from repetition and persistence. Amir understood that. Like with machines, he had a fascination with lightsabers—and that made him patient.
As the saber hummed softly, time slipped by.
The twin suns—one red, one white—gradually sank below the horizon. Amir ended his training for the day.
He shook out his sore arms and returned to the hut.
Life on Tatooine was harsh. Obi-Wan lived like many wanderers—dusty and modest.
But he was different. His eyes were always clear, thoughtful, deep. He was always reflecting—perhaps even learning.
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