The past had many crevasses for memories to fall into, the present swam around her over whelming her senses as she wondered where all who had been in her life had gone. Her children, how she missed her children.
In her sleep the darkness whispered to her insecurities pushing her sense of loss her anger rising up to fall back into the cool waters that kept surfacing trying to reclaim her to her true path. The twists and turns of any force user's steps were often a journey of ups and downs. This was down, as far down as she could go. She wondered where Garith had disappeared to again, off onto another quest of something that included being lost in a bottle.
She was for the first time in her life since her childhood, alone.
She sat on the space station known as The Wheel contemplating where to go next, what would suit her needs or as it time to go home?
She was uncertain. How could they be she had always known her path, how could she be uncertain now?