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The Books of Oyja V: The Four Karmas
Chapter 2 The Karma of Water

I had been dreaming that I was swimming in the sea on no particular planet. I sensed Bant Eerin, my loyal Padawan, close to me. She was swimming and laughing with, I assumed, Obi-Wan Kenobi. I heard Qui-Gon Jinn call to me from the shore. I could tell this by his feet not making any splashing noises while he walked. I decided to swim over to him, but found I couldn't. It was a very odd sensation, as if I was turning into the sea. I felt Bant and Obi-Wan inside me; myself crashing down onto the shore. I woke up screaming, but the water out of my mouth dampened my plea.

I turned over and started to cough onto the floor. I felt sweat dripping down from my forehead. Tears came out of my eyes even though I wasn't crying. I was leaning over and came down as a puddle. I felt like I didn't have any body parts anymore. My hand was flat as was the rest of my body. I heard my comlink going off.

I tried to collect myself enough to go over to the sound. I heard myself going under my bed. Could I turn around that quickly without noticing? I focused again and got out from under my bed. I tried to stand up, but found out I didn't have any legs. My clothes were even getting the better of me; they were getting in my way. I fell down, but used the Force to help form myself in such a way that at least my clothes would fit again.

Deciding to slither, I was able to get to my comlink, but found out that holding it was a chore. I was finally able to activate it long enough to ask, "Hello?" before it fell down. Why couldn't I hold my own comlink? What was happening to me? I leaned on my bed and was able to become solid enough to sit.

A few minutes later, someone was knocking on my door. I wished to answer, but the ability to speak had seemed to leave me. "Master Tahl?" Bant's worried voice asked and, when I didn't reply, she came in. I heard a gasp of air. "Master, is that really you?"

What form had I taken? This had to be a dream! This couldn't be happening! I nodded with whichever appendage had taken the place of my head. "But you're…water?" Bant asked in confusion. "If you are Master Tahl, can you take the form of yourself?"

I pictured myself in my mind's eye and tried to place that image onto my current form. It was an odd sensation; I felt this streaming sound as I made all my limbs again. But, the problem was, they weren't solid. They were made as if with rubber, and I fell back. I tried to recall any anatomy lessons I had learned. I could remember some of the bone structures, but not enough to make the limbs mine again.

I reached out to Bant with the Force to inform her of my need to have certain files. I heard Bant walk over to my desk and start the search. It was tiring even just laying here, my clothes an even bigger burden than before. I wanted to get out of them and explore in my new form, but it took all my Jedi training not to explore that instinct. I heard Bant's disappointed sighs. It is a hard job for a Padawan to search through all my files. I think it would even confuse some Jedi Masters.

"Master, no disrespect to you, but you have a lot of files." Bant complained. I heard her, but I was more focused on controlling this new emotion; this new emotion of wanting to give up form completely, to flow. I allowed my hand to lose form and I heard a splash. Bant gave a gasp. "Master?" She asked and I reformed my hand, waving my hand to indicate I was alright.

"I have the file up." Bant said and started telling me all the details. She gave me them slowly, as though worried I'd hear it incorrectly. I focused and my bones formed. I had to focus on them all at once, and it took all my concentration to do this. At the same time, I had to focus on my blood vessels, blood, ect. The human body is an amazing one, but it was hard work understanding it all.

"Tahl, can't you focus and restore your sight?" She asked, her care for me radiating from her voice.

"No," I replied, as I had restored my speech ability. "I don't fully understand this and if I do more, I might cause some unbalance."

"What unbalance?" Bant asked. "I don't think that it could cause any harm. It's your sight and it would…make some people happy."

I turned my mouth up into a smile. "Yes, it would." I replied, knowing she was speaking of herself, but I was thinking of Qui-Gon. He had been saddened by my blindness. I did not mind it, but…to see him again. Not just sensing him through the Force or hearing him, but actually seeing him again. No, I must focus on balance. "But the feeling of seeing again causes me to worry."

"Why?" Bant asked, surprised. The sound of hurt in her voice was evident. "You had sight before and maybe this was a gift to make you see again. I just want you to have your sight back."

"Bant," I said reassuringly. "I would love my sight to be returned to me as much as you do, more so even, but I have to think about what this means. Maybe one day you'll understand." I sensed hurt from her and sighed. There was really no reason to not have my sight back. This was hard for me and…to see again! Those with sight cannot imagine the pain of the solution being there, and yet not being able to take the plunge.

"Bant, go back to the files." I commanded, and she did so. Bant then read about eyesight and I did my best to concentrate. There was a swishing sound as my eyesight returned. At first everything was watery, but then I could see normally. I cried in joy as I turned to see Bant for the first time. Overcome by emotion, I turned and hugged her. I laughed in joy. Sight, sight, O beautiful sight!

In ecstasy I turned to look at my surroundings. My room looked brand new with the new eyes I had acquired. I heard my comlink go off again. Wiping my eyes I went to answer it.

"Hello, this is Jedi Knight Tahl." I said.

"Master Tahl, come you must to the Jedi Council chambers, a visitor we have." Yoda said. "You he wants to meet."

Author's Note: I would've loved to have this like Franz Kafka's "The Metamorphosis" when Gregor wakes up as a giant cockroach and thinks, "Am I late for the train?"

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The Books of Oyja V: The Four Karmas
Chapter 2 The Karma of Water

I had been dreaming that I was swimming in the sea on no particular planet. I sensed Bant Eerin, my loyal Padawan, close to me. She was swimming and laughing with, I assumed, Obi-Wan Kenobi. I heard Qui-Gon Jinn call to me from the shore. I could tell this by his feet not making any splashing noises while he walked. I decided to swim over to him, but found I couldn't. It was a very odd sensation, as if I was turning into the sea. I felt Bant and Obi-Wan inside me; myself crashing down onto the shore. I woke up screaming, but the water out of my mouth dampened my plea.

I turned over and started to cough onto the floor. I felt sweat dripping down from my forehead. Tears came out of my eyes even though I wasn't crying. I was leaning over and came down as a puddle. I felt like I didn't have any body parts anymore. My hand was flat as was the rest of my body. I heard my comlink going off.

I tried to collect myself enough to go over to the sound. I heard myself going under my bed. Could I turn around that quickly without noticing? I focused again and got out from under my bed. I tried to stand up, but found out I didn't have any legs. My clothes were even getting the better of me; they were getting in my way. I fell down, but used the Force to help form myself in such a way that at least my clothes would fit again.

Deciding to slither, I was able to get to my comlink, but found out that holding it was a chore. I was finally able to activate it long enough to ask, "Hello?" before it fell down. Why couldn't I hold my own comlink? What was happening to me? I leaned on my bed and was able to become solid enough to sit.

A few minutes later, someone was knocking on my door. I wished to answer, but the ability to speak had seemed to leave me. "Master Tahl?" Bant's worried voice asked and, when I didn't reply, she came in. I heard a gasp of air. "Master, is that really you?"

What form had I taken? This had to be a dream! This couldn't be happening! I nodded with whichever appendage had taken the place of my head. "But you're…water?" Bant asked in confusion. "If you are Master Tahl, can you take the form of yourself?"

I pictured myself in my mind's eye and tried to place that image onto my current form. It was an odd sensation; I felt this streaming sound as I made all my limbs again. But, the problem was, they weren't solid. They were made as if with rubber, and I fell back. I tried to recall any anatomy lessons I had learned. I could remember some of the bone structures, but not enough to make the limbs mine again.

I reached out to Bant with the Force to inform her of my need to have certain files. I heard Bant walk over to my desk and start the search. It was tiring even just laying here, my clothes an even bigger burden than before. I wanted to get out of them and explore in my new form, but it took all my Jedi training not to explore that instinct. I heard Bant's disappointed sighs. It is a hard job for a Padawan to search through all my files. I think it would even confuse some Jedi Masters.

"Master, no disrespect to you, but you have a lot of files." Bant complained. I heard her, but I was more focused on controlling this new emotion; this new emotion of wanting to give up form completely, to flow. I allowed my hand to lose form and I heard a splash. Bant gave a gasp. "Master?" She asked and I reformed my hand, waving my hand to indicate I was alright.

"I have the file up." Bant said and started telling me all the details. She gave me them slowly, as though worried I'd hear it incorrectly. I focused and my bones formed. I had to focus on them all at once, and it took all my concentration to do this. At the same time, I had to focus on my blood vessels, blood, ect. The human body is an amazing one, but it was hard work understanding it all.

"Tahl, can't you focus and restore your sight?" She asked, her care for me radiating from her voice.

"No," I replied, as I had restored my speech ability. "I don't fully understand this and if I do more, I might cause some unbalance."

"What unbalance?" Bant asked. "I don't think that it could cause any harm. It's your sight and it would…make some people happy."

I turned my mouth up into a smile. "Yes, it would." I replied, knowing she was speaking of herself, but I was thinking of Qui-Gon. He had been saddened by my blindness. I did not mind it, but…to see him again. Not just sensing him through the Force or hearing him, but actually seeing him again. No, I must focus on balance. "But the feeling of seeing again causes me to worry."

"Why?" Bant asked, surprised. The sound of hurt in her voice was evident. "You had sight before and maybe this was a gift to make you see again. I just want you to have your sight back."

"Bant," I said reassuringly. "I would love my sight to be returned to me as much as you do, more so even, but I have to think about what this means. Maybe one day you'll understand." I sensed hurt from her and sighed. There was really no reason to not have my sight back. This was hard for me and…to see again! Those with sight cannot imagine the pain of the solution being there, and yet not being able to take the plunge.

"Bant, go back to the files." I commanded, and she did so. Bant then read about eyesight and I did my best to concentrate. There was a swishing sound as my eyesight returned. At first everything was watery, but then I could see normally. I cried in joy as I turned to see Bant for the first time. Overcome by emotion, I turned and hugged her. I laughed in joy. Sight, sight, O beautiful sight!

In ecstasy I turned to look at my surroundings. My room looked brand new with the new eyes I had acquired. I heard my comlink go off again. Wiping my eyes I went to answer it.

"Hello, this is Jedi Knight Tahl." I said.

"Master Tahl, come you must to the Jedi Council chambers, a visitor we have." Yoda said. "You he wants to meet."

Author's Note: I would've loved to have this like Franz Kafka's "The Metamorphosis" when Gregor wakes up as a giant cockroach and thinks, "Am I late for the train?"