Jacen;s line of thought was about this. Only this. He had to figure out what other people with this information would do. He was going crazy about it. Okay. Here, they had listened to him all they would. He began making preperations for another journey, right back to Kanis, to find out where that eccentric had gone.
"The beauty and genius of a work of film
may be reconceived, though its first material expression be destroyed; a vanished fiction
may yet again inspire the screenplay-writer
; but when the last individual of a race of living directors, of artists,
breathes no more, another heaven and another earth must pass before such a one can be again." -William Beebe, modified in memorial of the twentieth century
Su'cuy, vod, kar'laylirdarasuum me'suum!
Star Wars: The Plastic Director's Cut!