The Fall of Araya. Part 1
"Famah, what is the Force?" "Djabak-Sah..." The words released like the low rumbling of a storm, or one of the big cruisers at Araya-Mah. Fal-Djabaka looked down at his young son with displeasure, then, his expression softened and he took a knee next to the young boy. "Djabak-Sah, this is not the time to speak of the Force, it is the time to speak of why you touched my lightsaber without permission, why you attempted to use it..." "It didn't turn on Famah," Eyes softening in a sense of compassion, Fal-Djabaka, placed his large, weathered hand on his son's chest. "The error was in the action in itself, the essence of the Force is focusing on the action and not the consequences." "I don't understand Famah, isn't the crime of setting a fire in the blaze itself?" Fal-Djabaka smiled briefly "No my boy, it is in the spark." "Fahma, why aren't you a Jedi anymore"