[ there are no flashes of light; his fingers need not move. but as if guided by strings the little ship collapses into its component parts. they seem to slide across the invisible surface of a sphere, each finding an equidistant point from the other until they hold the determined shape. anakin sets the newly formed creation to rotate slowly. ]
I'm what's called a Force-sensitive. [ a touch wryly, ] I feel, I want, and I can do it.
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[ there are no flashes of light; his fingers need not move. but as if guided by strings the little ship collapses into its component parts. they seem to slide across the invisible surface of a sphere, each finding an equidistant point from the other until they hold the determined shape. anakin sets the newly formed creation to rotate slowly. ]
I'm what's called a Force-sensitive. [ a touch wryly, ] I feel, I want, and I can do it.