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“Luke, you must face Vader,” his wise mentor, Yoda, had told him. “Only then will you become a true Jedi.”
Luke was brave, but the thought of facing the menacing Darth Vader made his heart flutter like a hummingbird. He knew he must find the courage within him, for the fate of his friends and the entire galaxy was resting on his young shoulders.
One day, his journey led him to the dark and chilly corridors of Cloud City, where he felt a shiver of cold anticipation. The hallways echoed with eerie silence, as if the city itself was holding its breath, waiting for what was to come. Luke’s fingers tightened around the hilt of his lightsaber, the weapon humming in harmony with his beating heart.
Suddenly, the silence was broken by a low, chilling voice. There, standing tall and imposing in a cloak as black as the endless space, was Darth Vader.

Luke’s heart pounded, but he held his ground. “I’m not afraid, Vader,” he proclaimed.
Vader chuckled, a sound that was as chilling as a winter breeze. “You will be,” he said, igniting his own lightsaber. The room was bathed in a fierce red glow, reflecting the danger that was about to ensue.
The fight was intense. The two figures moved like dancers, their lightsabers clashing with a sound that echoed throughout the empty city. “Luke, you are strong,” Vader acknowledged, his voice filled with surprise. “But you are not a Jedi yet.”
Luke fought with all his might, but he was no match for Vader’s power. With a swift movement, Vader disarmed Luke, and he fell to the ground, his heart pounding with fear.

Luke looked up at him, his eyes wide with anticipation. What could Vader possibly have to say that he would want to hear?
“Luke,” Vader began, his voice heavy with a secret burden. “I am your father.”
Luke’s world stopped. His mind whirled, trying to reject the words he had just heard. “No… that’s not true. That’s impossible!” he cried out, but Vader only stood there, silent and certain.
Despite the shock, Luke found the strength within him to escape. He managed to get away, leaving the revelation behind him, echoing in the empty corridors of Cloud City. He journeyed back to his friends, carrying the heavy secret in his heart.
The news of Vader being his father was a shock to all. But Luke, brave Luke, managed to find strength in this revelation. He realized that if someone as dark as Vader could be his father, then the power to bring light back into the galaxy also lay within him.
“Luke, you are brave,” his friends told him. “You are strong. You are our hope.”
And so, Luke continued his journey, filled with newfound determination. He knew he had to face Vader again, not as an enemy, but as a father. And the next time they met, he would be ready.
As the stars twinkled in the night sky, Luke looked out into the distance, his heart filled with hope. He had faced his greatest fear, learned the hardest truth, and yet, he had survived. He was a Jedi, strong and brave, and he was ready to fight for a brighter tomorrow.
And so, dear children, as you close your eyes tonight, remember brave Luke Skywalker. Remember his courage, his strength, and his perseverance. No matter what challenges you face, no matter how hard the truth may be, you too can find the strength within you to overcome them.
Just like Luke, you are brave. You are strong. You are our hope. Goodnight, dear ones, and may the force be with you, always.