Free Journey to Star Wars: The Force Awakens the Weapon of a Jedi: A Luke Skywalker Adventure by Jason Fry

Force, you must first feel it everywhere,” said the voice of Ben Kenobi.
    Luke frowned, then reached out with his senses. He could feel the Forceinside himself, a bright shining thing bubbling and roiling. He reached for the sap drinker still exploring his wrist, not
with his hand but with his feelings. There it was—a point of light in the Force, tiny but brilliant. The sap drinker’s presence seemed to overlap with his own body, his own presence in
the Force.
    The sap drinker flew away with a whir of wings. Luke tried to track itspresence in the Force, but the chaotic ripples in the glade were too confusing. There seemed to be millions of currents
around him, all emanating from living things—birds and insects, but also the leaves of the trees and the tiny unseen creatures borne on the wind or scuttling across bark and rock. All those
lives were vessels of the Force, containers for its energy.
    Luke tried to findthe sap drinker’s presence again amid the tumult, then stopped.
    Trying to focus on a single living thing was confusing and exhausting. But the Force wasn’t limited to those individual bodies, he realized. They created the Force and made it grow, but it
escaped those boundaries, overflowing them just like the spring escaped the broken rim of the fountain.
    Luke closed his eyes and lethimself sink into the Force, allowing it to wash over him. He let his awareness drift, carried this way and that by the living presences around him and the way they
made the energy field ripple and dance. He could feel the Force radiating out from his own body, just as it spilled from the birds and insects and tiny creatures.
    New ripples passed over him, and he could feel bright presencesnearby. Luke opened his eyes and saw the pikhrons clambering over the rubble of the fallen temple wing. They sniffed at him, then
lowered their heads and began to graze.
    Luke smiled and reached through the Force again, but this time he wasn’t trying to push the energy field across an empty space—he was swimming through it, meandering across the
currents of energy in the glade. He tracedthe rock of the pillar by the way the Force surrounded it—the rock wasn’t alive, but it was an emptiness defined by the life covering it. He
could feel the ridges and crannies, the cracks that offered refuge to microscopic living things. He felt the pillar’s shape as his awareness climbed it and found the lever.
    Luke bent his wrist and the lever moved as easily as if he’d held it in hishand.
    The compartment inside the pillar contained a dozen training remotes, all covered with moss from their long years in damp confinement. Most of them refused to come back to
life, either damaged by moisture or having lost all their charge. But Luke and Artoo managed to get three of them working, scrubbing them free of moss and dirt before closing up their access
ports.
    “MasterLuke, are you sure that’s a good idea?” Threepio asked. “They could be an Imperial trap designed to kill intruders. Shouldn’t you at least have your pistol
ready just in case?”
    “I’ll risk it,” Luke said with a smile.
    He stepped back from the remotes, and they rose into the air, rotating slowly so their sensors could evaluate their surroundings. Artoo turned to roll away, and one of theremotes charged him,
retreating hastily when the little droid screeched at it indignantly. After zipping about for a few seconds, two of the remotes returned to the pillar, hovering in front of it for a few seconds and
then touching down inside the compartment. The third remote floated in front of Luke, as if waiting for something.
    Ben’s voice filled Luke’s head again.
    “The lightsaberdisciplines the mind and schools the body and spirit,” he said. “Mind what you have learned. Let the lightsaber be your focus.”
    Luke nodded and detached his father’s weapon from his belt. He spread his feet wide, ignited the lightsaber, and swung it around one-handed in a loose