The sound of ships crossing the skies of Coruscant was constant, but inside the Jedi Temple… everything was silent.Today was my official first day here.
I woke up before sunrise, even without an alarm. Maybe it was the anxiety. Maybe it was the Force. I'm still getting used to feeling this living energy pulsing all around me. In Mandalore, silence is rare and war is always near. Here… it's different. Here, everything breathes peace.
I dressed in the light brown tunic they gave me yesterday — still loose at the shoulders, but I already feel like I'm part of something greater. I looked at myself in the mirror for a moment. My lilac eyes stared back at me. ' You're here now, ' I thought.
The dining hall was quiet when I arrived, but not for long. Soon, other younglings gathered around the tables. That's when I saw Ahsoka — the Togruta with facial markings and curious eyes. She gave me a slight smile and sat next to me. She spoke fast, like she wanted to learn everything all at once.
After breakfast, we were guided to one of the meditation rooms. The space was wide, with circular windows and columns that seemed to reach the sky. Cushions were spread in a circle. We sat down, forming a group. I was between Ahsoka, a quiet Wookiee named Gungi, and a blue Twi'lek named Zatt.
That's when he entered.Master Yoda.
Small in size, but immense in presence. When he sat at the front of the circle, the room somehow became even more silent. All eyes turned to him. My heart raced.
"Breathe… you must," he said, in that rough yet gentle voice. "Feel the Force, around you, within you."
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. At first, my mind wouldn't stop. But slowly… something changed. I started hearing more than just silence. I felt the presences around me — soft, alive, peaceful. It was like the room itself was embracing me.
"Different, you are, young Ravan," Yoda said after the meditation, looking at me with wise eyes. "Shadows and light, in you coexist. But balance, you can find."
That stayed with me.
After the session with Master Yoda, I left the room with a light head, but full of questions. The Force was… strange. Quiet, but alive. Like water flowing beneath your feet — you can't see it clearly, but you feel it, carrying you somewhere.
I walked down the corridor slowly, trying to absorb everything. That's when I heard footsteps behind me.
"You looked really focused in there," said a lively voice.
I turned. It was Ahsoka. She was walking with her hands behind her back, her gaze sharp. The white markings on her face highlighted her curious smile.
"I was just trying not to look completely lost," I replied with a half-smile.
She laughed. It was a light, easy laugh — different from what I was used to in Mandalore.
"Well, you fooled me. When Master Yoda spoke to you, I thought: 'That kid's special.' Lilac eyes ? That's rare."
"And you ? A Togruta silent for five whole minutes ? Now that's special," I teased.
She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms, but the smile never left her face.
"Oh, so you can joke. I thought Mandalorians were all serious and full of honor."
"We are. But we also know how to recognize someone cool when we see one."
Ahsoka seemed to like that. We walked together to the Temple terrace, where we could see the city's towers stretching to the horizon. Ships passed by like metal comets. We sat on the warm stone floor under the afternoon sun.
"Do you miss home ?" she asked, looking at the sky.
I stayed silent for a few seconds.
"Mandalore never felt like home. It was more like a suit of armor I wore every day. This place is strange... but it feels like breathing without a helmet."
She looked at me, serious for a moment, then nodded.
"I know how that is. On Shili, I was just one more among many — I don't remember much. I was taken very young. Here, I feel like… maybe I can be someone. Make a difference."
That moment stuck in my memory.Two kids, from distant worlds, sitting in the heart of the galaxy, staring into a future that felt uncertain — but, for the first time, full of possibility.
We stayed there until the sun began to set. The orange sky reflected off the Temple windows and painted everything in warm light.
Before we left, she stood up and said:
"I think we're gonna be good friends, Revan."
I smiled.
"I'm sure of it."