Anakin walked down the clean crisp hallway that led to the High Council chamber. As he walked, he passed by the statues of Jedi Masters gone before. Their likeness seemed alive, as if these statues they remained in this world. He felt as if they were always judging him. Beside him walked Yoda, bent with age. He felt extremely young, almost a babe, around the wizened Jedi Master. How old was he again? 700 he believed. But, there was certainly no harm in asking. “Master Yoda,” he said, “I have a question for you.” “An answer, I have for you,” Yoda replied with a chuckle.