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DARKEST KNIGHT
by
KEviN J. ANDERSon and REBECCA MOESTA

The best place to think.

It had been a long time since he had been back to the Wookiee world of
Kashyyyk. He hadn't seen his immediate family since departing for Yavin
to begin training as a Jedi Knight. Although Lowie loved tinkering with
computers-as did his sister and his parents-he wanted more than anything
to make use of his special, undefinable talent, a potential for using
the Force that few Wookiees in his family line had ever exhibited.

When Lowie first arrived at the Jedi academy, uncertain and alone, his
uncle Chewbacca had given him a T-23 skyhopper as a gift, so he could
cruise far out into the jungle.

Sometimes he brought his friends Jacen and Jaina and Tenel Ka. At other
times, though, he just needed to be by himself, far from everyone. And
this was one of those times.

He missed his family very much, especially his younger sister Sirrakuk.
A very dangerous time in her life was fast approaching. . . .

With a great heave, Lowie used one long arm to draw his body up to a
leafy nest of branches, where he disturbed a shrieking horde of the
voracious tree rodents called stintarils. Stintarils normally ate
anything in sight, an@g that moved-but when Lowie treated them to his
best Wookiee roar, the chattering rodents scampered away through the
trees, kicking up clouds of broken twigs and leaves.

At last, surrounded by the dimming colors of dusk, Lowie parted the
final blanket of leaves overhead. He braced his broad, flat feet on a
sturdy branch, pushed his head above the treetops, and stood there,
drinking in the distance. He looked across the sprawling jungle that
spread all around him like an ocean of greenery, occasionally broken by
the protruding ruins of temples. He smelled the damp scents of
approaching evening: night-blooming flowers from vines that curled
through the leaves, the rich moistness of the Massassi trees themselves,
a fine mist rising above the canopy as if the forest itself were '--ling
in its sleep.

e looming coppery gas-giant of Yavin sn.,-@mered low in the sky like a
dying ember, a huge sphere of swirling gases. Not far from the orangish
planet, though invisible to Lowie's eye, orbited GemDiver Station, Lando
Calrissian's mining operation that retrieved valuable Corusca gems from
the gas-giant's core.

Lowie looked away from the planet setting on the horizon, though, as
deeper night seeped into the sky. Specks of starlight dusted the