Dance Me to the End of Love

Dance Me to the End of Love
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situation like this. "I don't really—" Han began, but suddenly Artoo cut through the last link, andthe entire group crashed out of the net, to the ground. As they gradually regainedtheir senses, sat up, checked to make certain the others were all safe, one by one theyrealized they were surrounded by twenty furry little creatures, all wearing soft leatherhoods, or caps; all brandishing spears. One came close to Han, pushing a long spear in his face, screeching "eeee wk!" Solo knocked the weapon aside, with a curt directive. "Point that thingsomewhere else." A second Ewok became alarmed, and lunged at Han. Again, he deflected thespear, but in the process got cut on the arm. Luke reached for his lightsaber, but just then a third Ewok ran forward, pushingthe more aggressive ones out of the way, and shrieked a long string of seeminginvective at them, in a decidedly scolding tone. At this, Luke decided to hold off onhis lightsaber.